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Fake Dating The Bad Boy - Chapter 113: Taken
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... between the rough, painted wood of the club’s back door and the hard line of his chest. I could still feel my orgasm rippling through my thighs, but Justin wasn’t giving me time to recover. He never did. Not when he got like this—when something dark and possessive snapped behind his eyes and he needed to finish what he started.
And God help me—I loved when he got like this.
"You’re not going back in there like this," he muttered, voice gritty, hips grinding into my backside. "Not ...
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