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He hadn't kissed her last night. Not in that most private of places. Brad hitched her toward the edge of the folding chair. A tiny gasp of surprise fluttered from her as he bent and set to work lapping at her musky opening. He tasted himself, but it blended with enough of her own juice that he rather enjoyed it. He feasted and Hope's hands found his hair. It was still so new to her and the parts that weren't completely new were obviously so different. |
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| Excerpt from Try It Anyway by Emma Bruce (full novel is located inside the Sssh Library, click here ) |