My Girl ON HOLD
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Last published Thu, Jun 12, 2014
"Shallow men believe in luck or in circumstance. Strong men believe in cause and effect." -Ralph Waldo Emerson --------------------------- My mind was foggy as he unleashed his tongue and snaked it over my lower lip. Moaning as I allowed entrance I felt my left leg lift and wrap around his waist, adding pressure to his body on mine. I could feel every outline there was to his glorious body and it just made me want to clench my thighs together. "You're mine.." I heard Liam whisper so low I wasn't sure if I was supposed to hear it. Who was this person? Who am I? --------------------------------------------------- Meet Olivia Freeler and her story when she moves into the big city of New York with her best friend Kate to start a new life, only to get wrapped up with the Mafia Leader -- Liam Garcia. A Love Like Fire.
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