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row eyes slowly closed, the shimmering silver light overflowing from the corners of her eyes because of drowsiness, along with the gently fluttering black eyelashes, like a feather gently brushing his...He wouldn't be so easily satisfied.Ignoring her trembling legs, he was eager to get her out of the car and back to his place. He wanted to take her and have his way with her. This little woman was his...