"Gavin! Whatβll I wear home?ββCloak.β His voice roughened and he ripped harder, tossing the material to the ground. I felt his smile when he kissed my neck, and shivers ran down my back at the sound of his low growl.βI made that! I donβt have many of those, you know.ββCam,β he snaked one hand around my stomach and made his way north, slipping one hand into my corset top to grope my chest. βYou wonβt be thinking about it when Iβm inside you.β His hips shifted off my back and he separated my legs with his knee, his breathing ragged against my shoulder. βNow forget the damn dress."
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