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“That low, velvet voice alone was enough to stir her desire. He smelled of horse and leather and his own subtle musk that she had become as addicted to as opium-eaters to the smell of their pipe smoke. As he bent closer and gave her an affectionate little cuddle, she but her lip with a vague pang of want. "Miss me?" he breathed in a seductive tone by her ear.” — Gaelen Foley
That low, velvet voice alone was enough to stir her desire. He smelled of horse and leather and his own subtle musk that she had become as addicted to as opium-eaters to the smell of their pipe smoke. As he bent closer and gave her an affectionate little cuddle, she but her lip with a vague pang of want. "Miss me?" he breathed in a seductive tone by her ear.