He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way — Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
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He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way she fired his insides to life.

— Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter
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