Cassandra Clare Quotes

He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.

He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves. (Cassandra Clare)

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Cassandra Clare Quotes: He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.
Cassandra Clare Quotes: He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.
Cassandra Clare Quotes: He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.
Cassandra Clare Quotes: He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.
Cassandra Clare Quotes: He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.
Cassandra Clare Quotes: He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.
Cassandra Clare Quotes: He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.
Cassandra Clare Quotes: He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.
Cassandra Clare Quotes: He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.
Cassandra Clare Quotes: He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.
Cassandra Clare Quotes: He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.
Cassandra Clare Quotes: He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.
Cassandra Clare Quotes: He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.
Cassandra Clare Quotes: He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.
Cassandra Clare Quotes: He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.