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... h mockery and a dark edge that made my pulse stutter. "Are you seriously daring me to make you squirt, Georgia?"
I arched a brow, smirking like I knew what I was doing, pretending to be an expert in this kind of thing. Grinding my hips in slow, teasing circles, I felt his cock twitch inside me. He gasped.
"Why? Can’t you make me?" I purred, the challenge dripping from my lips like honeyed poison.
His jaw ticked. His entire body tensed beneath me.
"I’ll make you re ...
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