The Book of Constantine
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He pressed a finger against my lips.
"Hush."
His hair was still damp from his shower. Falling over his forehead like strands of gold.
He smelled amazing.
Clean skin, whiskey, and something that was uniquely him. Something musky with a hint of rain.
His lips trailed down my body, leaving kisses everywhere they touched. His tongue followed,...
He pressed a finger against my lips.
"Hush."
His hair was still damp from his shower. Falling over his forehead like strands of gold.
He smelled amazing.
Clean skin, whiskey, and something that was uniquely him. Something musky with a hint of rain.
His lips trailed down my body, leaving kisses everywhere they touched. His tongue followed,...




















