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... at, "eat" had taken on a much deeper meaning.
Moira Sloan’s slender waist was held fast, leaving her unable to move. A series of images, things she’d never been taught yet somehow understood, flashed through her mind, and the tips of her ears instantly turned crimson.
Seeing this, the dark depths of Connor Quinn’s eyes seemed to sink even further. He lowered his head, pressing a kiss to the nape of her neck, and asked in a low, husky voice, "Are you hungry?"
Moira Sloan b ...
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