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... lips followed the path of his hand, brushing against her collarbone before making their way lower.
Sanya’s fingers tangled in his hair as he worshipped every inch of her skin with deliberate care, his movements filled with a tenderness that spoke volumes of his love. "You’re perfect," he murmured, his voice filled with reverence as his eyes met hers.
She reached up to cradle his face, her thumb brushing against his cheek. "I love you," she said softly, her words holding all the ...
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