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Ainslee

“Rafe, that tickles!” I giggle as Rafe kisses up the inside of my leg.

He grins against my skin and licks a sensitive spot on my thigh.

“Oh, Goddess, Rafe, don’t tease me,” I whimper when he kisses higher, his breath feathering over my mound.

Just when I’m certain he is going to have mercy...