Faithfully Yours
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Last published Sat, Jan 27, 2018
A little brush, light caress and heated eyes used to have Lydia begging Rafael.
But now after five years of absolute no contact how was she supposed to resist the devilish, handsome hunk, hell bent on seducing her every way he could.
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