“Leah, the next time I get my hands on you, it won’t be to hit you.”
It was small of me, I know. But I couldn’t help but feel amused and satisfied with the way she stood, frozen in front of me, her eyes staring wide, her mouth slightly open and the way her cheeks flushed. I enjoyed the way her eyes skittered nervously on my naked torso and the
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