Chapter 11

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Oh, mother, did Anna just take a look at the pinnacle of perfection? The light brown, sun-kissed coloration that Jerome had in some way highlighted the rippling, utterly drool-worthy abdominal muscles that he possessed. Six-pack be damned. The man sported a six-pack of abs. And excellent pecs as well, with just the appropriate amount of hair strewn around around the dark, flat n*****s. The exquisite line of hair that trailed seductively downward and broke at the depth of Jerome's inverted navel was, without a doubt, the most alluring characteristic that Jerome possessed up to this point. It then proceeded lower till it vanished into his jeans, providing her with a road map to sin and feeling that she couldn't wait to investigate. The sensation of excitement spread to each and every nerve

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