Chapter 30 BLACK CHAUFFEUR FUCKS RUDE BILLIONAIRE 2.

The night air cooled the dunes, but inside the dome the heat between us lingered like smoke. Richard—Richie now, in my head—curled against my side on the wide bed, his head on my chest, one leg thrown over mine like he was afraid I'd vanish if he let go. His breathing had evened out, but every few m...

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