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Just Drive - L.A. Witt

Not only did his lips and tongue tease mine exactly right to make my toes curl, but he kissed with his hands as much as his mouth—running his fingers through my hair, cradling my neck, kneading my thigh with his other hand. I loved it.

 

I love how intense L.A. Witt’s writing is.