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... u insane." My fingers traced the waistband of her jeans, just barely dipping beneath. "I want you squirming in that seat the whole drive. Aching for me. Dripping for me." A dark chuckle rumbled in my chest. "I want you to feel every fucking mile between here and Texas."
Her breath hitched, her thighs pressing together like she could ease the ache—but we both knew she couldn’t. "It’s working," she admitted, her voice rough, needy.
Emily turned away—but not before I saw the flush c ...
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