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... ’s pants and tried not to think about how the fabric stuck to my skin. Shower sex didn’t happen, thank god, because Mera was still walking like she’d gone three rounds with a professional fighter. Which, considering what my dick did to her virgin pussy last night, wasn’t far off.
My shirt smelled like her perfume and sex and sweat. Perfect.
I grabbed my phone off her desk. Eleven missed calls from Marco. Two texts asking if I was alive. One from my father that I deleted without r ...
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