Chapter 231 Than just carrying on!

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In the shadow of his car, his hot, calloused hand trailed up under my gown to my thigh.

His flaming touch left a scorch behind on my skin, followed by my ragged breath and a racing heart.

Wiggling on his lap, I pushed his hand away, glancing over at the driver, who was silently weaving the ...

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