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CHAPTER 22 Ava was rendered speechless. She had imagined writhing under him so many times, which she knew she would, the longer she allowed him to explore her lips. Ava could already feel his erection poking in her lower abdomen, and she knew what to expect when there was no barrier between them. Brandon was gifted, and his package was better than most men. “We have a celebration to attend in an hour,” She whispered when Brandon’s lips left her mouth and slid to her neck. He grunted, signifying his protest. Who would want to be interrupted when one was so turned on? He was as if under the influence of narcotics, an addict who lived on the drugs she supplied. Brandon knew he would feel this way when the dark air between them settled. He and Ava would be inseparable. But he could
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