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Note: The title's not a typo.
His fingers traced up my arms as I steadily backed away, stopping only when I felt the wall. His feather light touch sent satisfying shudders down my spine. He leaned in and kissed m...
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Surviving his royal highnass, Prince Ashton
Yeah, it's not a typo... ☺
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