Holy hell." She dropped her hands onto her forehead and went still beneath him. "Holy, holy, holy hell." "You're still able to formulate words?" Logan slipped a finger inside her, then another, and began to massage her from the inside out. "No, that's just not good enough. I want to feel so good that you speak in tongues.

-Kristin Miller

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