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... rhythm, grinding so that he reached deeper with each bounce.
His body felt hot, strong and solid beneath her trembling thighs. The scent of him lingered on her tongue, that deep masculine musk she craved.
"You’re mine... mine.... even if they all want you... I won’t let them take you away," she whispered in a husky voice. Her palms pressed against his chest, feeling every thump of his heartbeat through them.
Her nectar drooled, soaking his lap. The warmth pooled deep insi ...
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