I doubt you’ve ever been forced to nonstop bang a woman hyped up on the undead voodoo version of Spanish fly, have you?” His chuckle was soft. “Can’t say that I have, Kitten.”“Yeah, well, consider me an original.” This time, when his lips brushed across my skin, it lasted more than a moment.“I always have.
— Jeaniene Frost
This Side of the Grave
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