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MAVERICK. “Mmmmpphh…!” The sound ripped from my throat forcefully the moment my lips touched hers. My mouth enveloped hers in a fierce grip. I closed my eyes and relished the feel of her body pressed against mine. Her petite body against my muscled one was a perfect fit, and I couldn't help but imagine us in a bed as I tuck her tightly into my chest. I kissed her harder, swallowing each and every one of her moans before I pushed the turban off her head and thread my fingers through her braids. Fvck! I knew doing this here was wrong because right now, the tension in my caftan trousers was killing me. The moment I laid eyes on her after she stepped out, I knew I was utterly fvcked. She looked absolutely gorgeous, a certain radiance around her. If Ammi wasn't there, I wasn't sure what I’d
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