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... nly to then trail down the entire length of his spine and up his legs, only to crash into each other and cumulate at the height of his hips.
Between the sense of biological achievement, the comfortable softness of Callane's flesh, the suffocating sense of her weight and warmth pressing down against him, and then the powerful squeeze of her insides…
Between all of those, all Theo could do was simply give up.
But that was nowhere near the end of it.
The perfect curv ...
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