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“You―” he groans as he never takes his lips off mine, never stops piercing me with his tongue, “―are…” he pants. “Fucking. Breathtaking.” I can’t help the whimper that slips out of my throat. “My Lucy darling.” He softly bites my lip as those words roll off his tongue. “You’re all I want.” — Dolores Lane
You―” he groans as he never takes his lips off mine, never stops piercing me with his tongue, “―are…” he pants. “Fucking. Breathtaking.”
I can’t help the whimper that slips out of my throat.
“My Lucy darling.” He softly bites my lip as those words roll off his tongue. “You’re all I want.