He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing t — Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
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He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing the shirt apart she frowned, her hands running over the thin scars through his tattoos. ‘And you belong to him, too.

— Jessica O'Toole, The Price of Sanctuary
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