She let herself relax and drop her head when he kissed her shoulder, then down the neckline to between her breasts. She thought he might lick through the fabric again—something she'd found surprisingly erotic—but this time, he slid all the way down her body, until his shoulders were at her knees. Before she could ask, he pulled one of her knees up, and kissed the inside of it, the wicked, wicked fingers of his other hand finding their way to the softest parts of her inner thighs.
Falling in Love with the King of Beasts
Fantasy · AimeeLynn
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