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... k of pleasure. Her lips trembled, still slick from Demian’s feral kisses, her body wrapped around his lap, quaking and vulnerable, utterly bared to him.
The air was thick with sex sweat, breath, echoing moans still trembling in the sterile office air. She could barely catch her breath, chest heaving, as she managed, voice fractured and jagged,
"What did you just say?"
Demian’s gaze, wild and burning, pinned her in place. There was no mercy in those eyes, only a possessive ...
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