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Splash. Splash. Splash.
“You’re such a liar,” she sniffed furious more with herself than him as her body reacted to the way his breath coated her earlobes. He was too close to her with his arm over her and despite his palm being near her face while he held himself over her, other than his nose touching her skin, the rest of his body didn’t touch her at all. Yet, she could feel him as if he was completely covering her and her thighs squeezed with the thought. “You’re just f*****g with me to make me uncomfortable. The minute I get to London I will find a way to escape again.” “And I will catch you again. You forget I have a tracker in you. You can run, my wife, but I will always find you. Always. I do love a good chase. One day, perhaps we’ll play hide and seek in our house. I wonder how long it would take me to f
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