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A strong arm pulled her closer, and the lips that mouthed her own in tender touches sent her senses reeling. We are not animals. 1. “There are no males at men to stare; A man scores always, everywhere. ‘Are you going to come quietly, mademoiselle?’ he demanded with grim determination. He gripped one of her pert nipples with his fingers as he came inside her. Jack Kimble. Set the boy free. It ought not to be much.
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