Rebuilt Fou You
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His fingers curled inside me as his tongue worked my clit with devastating precision.
"Come for me, sweetheart," Hayes whispered against my most sensitive place. When I shattered, crying his name, he didn't stop—kissing me through every tremor like a man starving for six years.
"You're mine now. My wife. No more running."
I'm Sienna—a broke artisan shoemaker fighting to save my studio. He...
"Come for me, sweetheart," Hayes whispered against my most sensitive place. When I shattered, crying his name, he didn't stop—kissing me through every tremor like a man starving for six years.
"You're mine now. My wife. No more running."
I'm Sienna—a broke artisan shoemaker fighting to save my studio. He...




















