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Votes 7,830
Parts 55
Time 7h 35m

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DARK ROMANCE BOOK:
Smut warning ⚠️ 
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I shivered when I felt his hot breath approaching my shoulder; I wasn't ready for this.
Goosebumps all over my body , my heart raced and I nearly jumped when a drop of cold water from his wet hair dropped on bare skin of my shoulder, and crawled down to my cleavage.
As a reflex I put my hand on his chest, but regretted soon as I realised what I just did; I'm not allowed to touch him.



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