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Runaway Bride
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Complete, First published May 07, 2021
Mature
A mafia romance~ 

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He pulled his thumb out of my mouth and pushed me down onto the bed, slamming our lips together. He managed to slip his tongue into my mouth, tickling mine. His tongue roamed every inch of my mouth and he bit my bottom lip before pulling his head back.  I let out a whimper of disapproval before his knee slide in between my legs, pushing against my core while I began to let out more whines. 

"Tell me how you want it, gattina," he purred against my hot skin, lips grazing my neck. 

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