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Sage’s blurry eyes refocused on the screen of the laptop. She rubbed them, convinced she looked like hell. Pulling open a drawer, she took out a compact mirror, snapped it open, and groaned. Her eyeliner was smudged below her eyelids, and her lip gloss had faded to nothing. Laying out her makeup kit, she began fixing her face.
Her body tingled from the memory of Kingdom’s hands and mouth on her. She gave a shudder. God, that was incredible. She had no idea what she’d been missing all those years, but after one taste, and she wanted to explore more with him. Besides giving her mind-blowing orgasms the likes of which she’d never had—and she didn’t consider herself a slouch in the bedroom—he’d chipped away at her concerns. His response about Kami was reassuring, subduing her fear that he
