Games
Alison’s gaze gentled. “Tell me, Samantha, have you ever been to Scotland?
Samantha imagined that in another life, she and Alison could have, indeed, been friends. Had she not been about to rob the train.
Ye’re wet,” he groaned. “I’m underwater.” “I ken that, bonny. But this dampness has nothing to do with that.
Though her muscles went rigid, her tongue sparred with his, as he might have guessed it would. Each lick and swirl, each plunge and retreat became a point counted for or against. Gavin had never enjoyed a woman’s mouth so much in his entire life.
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