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Lightning Strike
Aira’s POV It was rare to have lightning during a snowstorm, but I swore, as I looked at the flash of anger in Knox’s eyes, I could hear the crackle. He took my arm and dragged me over to the bed. “Don’t even think about it, mister!” I protested but he could tell from the flicker in my eyes I didn’t mean a word of it. My core began to ache. Just looking at the fire in his eyes made me wet and warm in places I’d never felt before. He lifted my borrowed skirt. “I knew you’d look hot in those tiny panties we found,” he said, rubbing his hand down over my practically naked backside. I gasped. “Knox, what do you think you’re—oh holy!” His finger flicked over my seam, then pushed into my most private place, and all I could do was moan. “All worked up, are we? Me, too.” I could feel Knox’s
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