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Kate Canterbary

  • Willowцитируетв прошлом году
    “She killed a federal agent while moving drugs across the Canadian border for her asshole boyfriend. Had no idea it was a sting operation or that she’d committed a dozen federal crimes in the presence of undercover agents.
  • Willowцитируетв прошлом году
    He skated his hands over my thighs, pushing my dress up as he went. He drew circles on the inside of my thigh, just above my knee, and if asked, I’d have to say that was the singular source of all pleasure in my body.
  • Willowцитируетв прошлом году
    I want to rip this sweater off you.” He leaned in close to kiss my jaw, his beard scraping over my cheek. “And these jeans. Fuck. Your ass looks like it belongs in my lap when you wear these jeans.”
  • Willowцитируетв прошлом году
    “I know I shouldn’t ask this but”—he ran a hand over his mouth—“how are those work
  • Willowцитируетв прошлом году
    Text him.” I jerked my chin toward her phone. “Tell him you’re available in two weeks. The SoWa market, South of Washington. You have a few minutes around ten in the morning and that is the only time you can spare him. Send that and then turn off your phone.”
  • Лера Третьякцитируетв прошлом году
    I didn’t cry constantly, which seemed like an improvement.
    That, or evidence of dehydration. I wasn’t sure.
  • Лера Третьякцитируетв прошлом году
    Shy. This man was shy. While also being enormously bossy.
    So very interesting.
  • Лера Третьякцитируетв прошлом году
    The marriage was fake. The attraction to my future husband…that was all too real.
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