Horeb bent over me and ran his hand down my neck, not stopping when his fingers reached my chest. I jerked backward. "Wh — Kimberley Griffiths Little, Forbidden
Horeb bent over me and ran his hand down my neck, not stopping when his fingers reached my chest. I jerked backward. "Wh — Kimberley Griffiths Little, Forbidden
Horeb bent over me and ran his hand down my neck, not stopping when his fingers reached my chest. I jerked backward. "Wh — Kimberley Griffiths Little, Forbidden
Horeb bent over me and ran his hand down my neck, not stopping when his fingers reached my chest. I jerked backward. "Wh — Kimberley Griffiths Little, Forbidden
Horeb bent over me and ran his hand down my neck, not stopping when his fingers reached my chest. I jerked backward. "Wh — Kimberley Griffiths Little, Forbidden
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Horeb bent over me and ran his hand down my neck, not stopping when his fingers reached my chest. I jerked backward. "What are you doing?"His eyes were black and intense. "A little taste before the wedding, Jayden?

— Kimberley Griffiths Little, Forbidden
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