Kidnapped

Kidnapped

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"Listen tesoro" he whispered calmly into her ears. It took every fibre of her being not moan as his voice sent chills down her spine. He snaked his hands from her waist to her neck choking it lightly. She arched her back biting down painfully on her bottom lip. "I will uncuff you and if you dare try to pull any of your previous stunts" he dragged his hands lazily from her neck trailing a finger between her breast, down her navel to her clit that was covered by her underwear. She couldn't take it. The effect that he had on her was too much. She felt her clit lose touch with her underwear as he pulled the lacey subject aside to reveal her moist pΓΌssy. "I will fucking kill you". With that he pulled away admiring the hot mess he made smiling sinisterly. The fucking Daredevil. -------- If that didn't capture your attention to read this book. I don't know what will.
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