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Stories for When the Sun Goes Down

Erotic Romance - Collection of Short Stories

My collection of 10 erotic romance stories (yes, there's a good sprinkle of kink in there too!) is a bargain at only 99c/99p from Amazon and many other retail stores including ARe, Kobo and Barnes & Noble (prices may vary at these retailers).
Contents 
Madam President 
The Champagne Whore 
Shy Bird 
The Actress 
Making Shapes 
I Promise to Please 
I Promise to Surrender 
I Promise to Perform 
A Classic Wedding Night 
Stable Manners 

(Please note most of these stories have been previously published in a variety of anthologies)

Masturbation Monday

Welcome to Masturbation Monday - loving this weeks' sexy prompt which makes me think of my short story Escape to the Country, it's an orgy of kink and anything goes!

Our heads moved closer. I licked my lips, so did she. Closer still. The next thing I knew, her mouth was pressing on mine and mine was parting for hers. Who’d instigated it I had no idea.Her hot tongue probed past my teeth and swept around. I opened up farther, invited her in and relished my first time kissing a woman. Her lips were pliant and gentle, but there was urgency and confidence in them. I dipped my tongue into her mouth and delighted in her sweet, white wine flavour.I ran my hands over the flimsy silken material of her red dress and down her spine. Travelled onto her behind and over the tops of her thighs, smoothing the silk and absorbing heat from taut, gym-honed flesh.She let out a tiny whimper and leant her body forward, pressing me against the wall with her chest and hips. Her perfect breasts landed above mine and her hip bones pinned me in place. Her roaming hands caught in my mop of hair and she cradled the back of my skull as she pulled her mouth back an inch. “Let’s take this into your room,” she said on a charged outward breath. “Now, Annie.”The way she pronounced my name, dripping with lust, sent extra currents of energy pumping to my clit, I was going to have sex with Jane. It was the only thing that could possibly happen next. I was going to touch her gorgeous body all over, feel her writhe beneath my fingers. I was determined to find out how she looked and sounded when she came.I pressed my hand into the small of her back and practically shoved her into my room. My heart thudded like a jungle drum and my pussy contracted in anticipation. I shut the door with a quite click and turned to face her.She was the epitome of self control and poise and stood elegantly at the end of the bed, toeing off her heels. My control and poise, however, were nowhere in sight. Tim had wound me up hours ago, and like a bomb, I was ready to go off. But still, I hesitated. Was I cheating on Tim if I fucked Jane?“Tim won’t mind,” Jane said as if reading my thoughts. “In fact, he’d probably enjoy the show. So would Matt, come to think of it.”“You think?”“Sure.” Jane undid three buttons on the front of her dress, slid the spaghetti straps over the delicate slopes of her shoulders and let the material shimmy down her body. It landed in a heap on the floor.She stood before me totally naked.My mouth watered.Thoughts of Tim flew from my mind as I studied the way the twilight seeping throughthe window hit her skin. Gold and amber danced over her and made her glow like an unearthly goddess. Her hair was a flame, sparking and flashing as she tipped her head and smiled. She ran a slender hand over the pale triangle of pubes at her pussy as if inviting me to do the same.And then I was next to her, my palms cupping her breasts. They were even more exquisite than I’d imagined, light and subtle, smooth as silk. I brushed my thumbs over her tiny, neat nipples and felt them respond immediately.She let out a little sigh and leaned towards me. “You haven’t been with a girl before, have you, Annie?”I shook my head.“Oh, that’s so sweet and utterly perfect. Just do what feels right and it will be, it will be right.” She moved back a pace and sat on the bed. “Do what you want to me and then it will be our turn with you.”



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Sunday Snog

Welcome to Sunday Snog. This week a few from my super sexy soccer novel Scored.


I stepped into the elevator feeling full after the pizzas I’d just shared with Phil, Ted and James. They’d been good company. Phil flirty, Ted keen to show me pictures of the wife and baby he’d left in Birmingham, and James, well, I think James had a boyfriend. When he flipped his wallet to settle his portion of the bill, there was a picture of a cute guy, his age, wearing a military uniform. In the corner was a small love heart drawn in biro. He saw me looking and I smiled and hoped he realized that for me love was love and everyone deserved to be with the person who made them happy. If he’d found someone that was great. More than great—it was what life was all about.I glanced at the elevator screen. Damn, I was going down, to the spa instead of up. Oh well. I’d had to get out of the lobby before Medusa-Fellows solidified me anyway.The doors opened and the chlorinated air from the pool seeped in. But that barely registered in my mind, because standing in red trunks with a white towel slung around his neck was Lewis. His wet hair was mussed up and his skin dewy and damp. Fuck, the guy just got more gorgeous every time I saw him. It wasn’t a case of getting used to his stunning looks, they just bowled me over anew.“Hello, Nicky,” he said, stepping in next to me.“Hi.” Seriously, how could he act so cool? How could I be expected to act cool when he looked like every dirty dream and carnal fantasy rolled into one?The doors slid shut and I pressed the button for level three. “I presume you’re going to your room and not to the lobby dressed like that?”“Yep.”I glanced up at him. He was gnawing at the inside of his cheek. His shoulders were raised and tense and he was staring straight at me with a sharp glint in his eye.“Great game, congratulations.”“Thank you.” His words were short and clipped.“What?” I asked, feeling unaccountably off-kilter. Was he angry with me? What had I done? I hadn’t told anyone he’d been in my room for tea. I hadn’t even told anyone we’d ever spoken outside of the press conferences.“You told me…” he said, “that…”Okay, now I was really nervous. His eyes were thin slits; I could only just make out that perfect shade of deep-ocean blue through his lashes. “What did I tell you?”“That you weren’t seeing anyone.”“I’m not.”He stepped toward me, big and brooding. His sudden indomitable expression was more than a little disturbing.I backed up and my shoulders hit the cool mirrored wall.He followed, penning me in. He was all acres of perfect flesh, toned muscles and steely determination. My stomach somersaulted, my heart rate rocketed and I gripped the brass bar that lined the elevator. I’d never felt so physically small in my life.“So who was the guy who thought it was okay to wrap his arms around you at the press conference?”“That was just Phil.” My voice was a little squeaky, but I wasn’t complaining, I was surprised I could even speak. Why the hell would Phil matter to Lewis?“Just Phil?”I nodded. “Yes, just Phil.” I could smell Lewis now, a combination of chlorine, soap and raw maleness. As he spoke his sweet breath breezed warm onto my cheek and sent a sizzle of awareness shooting down my middle, tickling my nipples and creating a buzz in my clitoris. This man did seriously dangerous things to my body, like letting it think it was in charge of my brain.“So he’s not your boyfriend?”“No, definitely not. Phil is a work colleague who gets a bit flirty now and then. But I hardly know him really.”I wasn’t sure if I’d said the right thing because a small muscle flexed and un-flexed in Lewis’ cheek and his nostrils flared.“Really, there’s nothing between us,” I said. “I’m free as a bird, no one to answer to, no one to—”“Stop talking.” He glanced at the elevator dashboard then turned his attention back to me.“Why.”“Because I want to test a theory.” He nipped my chin between his thumb and index finger, tilted my head and dropped his face until his lips were just a hair’s-breadth from mine.“What theory would that be?” I whispered, wondering if my knees would continue to hold me up for more than another few seconds. Damn, he was so close. I felt completely consumed by him.“The kiss-and-tell theory.”“Oh, well I—”My words were cut short as his mouth connected with mine. Smooth, pliant lips and a softly probing tongue taking possession, owning and controlling.A small whimper mewed up from my throat. Fuck. Lewis Tate was kissing me. And not only that he was one hell of a kisser. Gentle but firm, and he tasted delicious; fresh and sexy and perhaps a tang of mint.I opened up and let him in. Searched for his tongue with mine and allowed him to set the pace and depth. Surely I was in the middle of a fantastic dream. How had I got so lucky to have such an incredible man kissing me?He kept a tight hold of my chin as he pulled away. “You’re so sweet,” he murmured, his downcast gaze searching my face. “So please don’t prove my instincts wrong.”“What instincts?” I was struggling to catch my breath, control the tremble in my belly.There was a sudden ping, the elevator jolted to a stop, and the doors slid open.Lewis backed up rapidly, gripped the ends of the towel that was still around his neck, and squared his stance.A waiter holding an ice bucket stared in at us.“Good evening,” Lewis said, stepping past him.I followed, tightening my purse over my shoulder and avoiding the waiter’s curious stare. Surely he hadn’t seen the captain of the England football team pressing me against the wall and kissing me into oblivion. He’d stepped away by the time the doors had slid open.Hadn’t he?



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Our Sexy Date ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MySexyAuthors

Welcome to My Sexy Saturday - this week a date from the beginning of my erotic menage a trois romance novel The Glass Knot.

By the time my pineapple sorbet and Nick’s chocolate torte arrived I was feeling as mellow as I ever could. My sun-kissed limbs were relaxed and my mood chilled. A holiday with Nick, eating a beautiful meal on our tenth anniversary was about as perfect a moment as I could imagine.“Mmm, try this,” Nick said, offering forward a dollop of his torte.I opened my mouth willingly, as I always did for him, no matter what he offered. “Yum,” I said, licking my lips and letting the heavy truffle dissolve on my tongue. “That’s fabulous.”“Do you still think of Her?” he asked suddenly. His dark gaze captured mine, and his expression fell serious.“Her?” I knew full well who he was talking about. Her, She, was fictitious, and stemmed from a drunken conversation we’d had several years ago.“I’m sorry, Josh.” He covered my hand with his. “I shouldn’t have brought it up.”“No, it’s fine.”He rubbed his thumb over my knuckles and stared, unblinking at his caressing movements. “Seriously, forget it.”I sucked in a deep breath. I couldn’t ignore the question, not now he’d asked it. Because the truth was I did still think of Her. In quiet moments She was conspicuous by her absence. I’d suspected I was gay in my mid-teens, but it wasn’t until I’d met Nick and fallen for him that I’d handed my body over to another person—Nick was still my one and only lover. “You know you’re the most important thing in the world to me, Nick, the pivotal focus of my every waking moment,” I said and then paused, my tongue stalling with words that might hurt. “But yes, I do sometimes still think of being with a woman.”

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COVER REVEAL - Muscling In

My new MMF novel Muscling In will soon be released from Evernight Publishing. Here's the fabulous cover which sums up the sexy London mood brilliantly.

My husband has a secret. Desires he’s kept locked away in a deep, dark place.
Determined to pry details of this forbidden longing, I had no idea how much this new side of him would turn me on. So when I met the object of his lust I couldn’t let it rest.
Edward Moorland was a force to be reckoned with, a man who fought for his country and what he wanted. But did he want me and my husband? Would I ever experience his passion let loose or would I remain on the sidelines, watching, waiting, hoping?
One thing I knew, I wasn’t the type of girl to give in without a fight. I wanted to be part of the action too. More than part of it, I wanted to be in the goddamn middle of it with bells, whistles and fireworks when it all exploded. Yes…I wanted it all.


Watch this space for more information including release date.

Rule Breaker - Pre Order

My new MF novel Rule Breaker is available now for pre-order at the publisher Totally Bound. This will means you'll get your copy on 13th October, nearly a month before general release to all other retailers.

Locks, keys and prison bars can’t contain a love that’s meant to roam wild and free, but when that love is let loose will Lacey be able to handle what’s heading her way?
Rules are meant to protect the innocent and keep danger at bay. Except for me the lines blur and it all started when I met the ultimate bad boy. But is he? Miller Davenport might be big, bad and brimming with sin but he’s confessed his crimes and for ten years he’s served his time and walked the line.
Everyone deserves a second chance, right? And as his nurse, the one person who understands him, I can’t help but count the days till we can be together properly without guards watching over us and without every look and word we share censored.
When that day comes, though, will our desire for each other explode and take me to the new heights he’s promised, and if so how will I survive such intensity?
One thing is for sure, with Miller I’ll be whisked up in a whirlwind of his dark energy and a tornado of his lust, and likely taken to the very edge of what I can handle. I can’t help a few nerves, though, as release day approaches, because if it all comes crashing down who can I depend on when I’ve ridden into the sunset with a man who’s broken all the rules? Will I be saved or will I have pushed everyone and everything too far?

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The Silk Tie - Last Chance to Grab at Bargain Price

Special Offer - The Silk Tie, Erotic Threesome Romance

Last chance to grab my menage a trois (MMF) novel The Silk Tie at a bargain price of just 99c/99p. It's only available on Amazon and while you're there check out the many 5* reviews!

Masturbation Monday - The Silk Tie

Hello Masturbation Monday followers, it's great to see you here. This week I have a special offer for you - THE SILK TIE - which works great with this weeks prompt as it's all about fantasy and finally letting those hidden desires surface and find satisfaction. In this scene Gabe has admitted that he wants Brent in his bed and his wife Hayley is getting in on the action.

When I broke the kiss, Brent placed his hand on my face, too, so he was holding us both.“You two are hot together,” he said smiling. “And so perfect for one another. I feel honored that you’ve let me in to fulfill a fantasy.”“We feel the same about you being here,” Gabe said. He touched Brent’s mouth with his fingertips and traced the shape of his lips.Brent smiled and gazed at Gabe. He then dropped his hand from my face and, as I’d done earlier, he caressed Gabe’s chest.I felt Gabe’s shoulder shift against mine as he sucked in a breath. Being touched sensually, by a man, was what he’d wanted.“I didn’t think you’d bother with jeans,” Brent said, slipping his hand down to Gabe’s waistband.“I’m commando,” Gabe said with an almost shy smile.Brent waggled his eyebrows. “Really?”“Yes, really.”“Let’s have a look then, shall we?” Brent sank to his knees so his face was level with Gabe’s groin.He undid the top button on Gabe’s jeans, then the next and the next. His big fingers worked slowly but steadily and his face held a serious expression of concentration.Gabe was utterly still at my side.Brent released the last button then tugged and shifted the jeans down to Gabe’s knees.Gabe’s cock sprung forward, stiff and thick. The veins were raised and it jutted jauntily toward Brent’s face.“Commando works for me,” Brent said. He swept his tongue over his bottom lip and stared at Gabe’s erection.“I need…” Gabe kicked a little and rid himself of his trousers completely. “To lose these.”Brent smiled and shoved the jeans aside. He didn’t take his gaze from Gabe’s cock. “Good, naked is how I like you best, so it seems.”I liked Gabe naked too, but I wasn’t about to speak and break the sizzling connection between the two men. It was almost palpable. The air was alive with need.Brent slid his palms up from Gabe’s knees to his thighs then tickled his fingers through Gabe’s wiry pubic hair.Again Gabe tensed. He swayed too.“You have an incredible dick,” Brent said. “I want to taste it.”“Okay…” Gabe said, his voice breathy and light. “I mean yes…please do.”Brent smiled, but only briefly because then he opened his mouth, leaned forward and took the head of Gabe’s cock between his lips. He gripped Gabe’s shaft with his right hand and with his left, scooped up his balls.“Ah, fuck,” Gabe said. He toppled backward a few inches before adjusting his balance.I snapped out my arm and curled it around his waist, felt his weight sag against me as I supported him.“That’s…oh, God, your mouth on me…Brent.”Gabe didn’t need to say the words. Brent’s mouth, stretched around the flare of Gabe’s cock, was a beautiful and highly erotic sight.Brent slid Gabe’s shaft deeper. His eyes were shut and his jaw pulled wide. He fed Gabe in, slipping his fingers over his erection.Gabe reached out and weaved his fingers into Brent’s hair. “Fucking hell,” he gasped.Brent kept going. I knew how much of Gabe I could take in my mouth, and it wasn’t to the root but Brent was nearly there now. His cheeks bulged and his nostrils flared. I could hear him breathing hard through his nose.Gabe panted and stared downward.I held him tight, my nipples peaking against my floaty sundress and my pussy dampening the gusset of my knickers.“Ahh, yeah…”Gabe said, rocking his hips forward.Brent’s face became buried in Gabe’s pubic hair. His shoulders were raised, tense, and his hand that had gripped Gabe’s cock now squeezed Gabe’s hip, his knuckles were paling.I knew he’d be fighting his gag reflex. He had Gabe so deep, so far down.He began to withdraw.Gabe’s cock came into view, inch-by-inch, saliva-coated and shiny.Gabe dragged in a deep breath then blew it out slowly.Brent took hold of Gabe’s shaft again and held it tight. He pumped from the base to the tip several times, pulling on the skin and working his tongue over and into the slit.Gabe moaned and flexed his hips.“Ready for more?” Brent asked, looking up at Gabe.“Yes,” Gabe said. “Absolutely.”


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Sunday Snog

Welcome to Sunday Snog - this week I have The Silk Tie on SALE! Here's a smooch...


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Professional life in the City of London is tough going which is why my husband Gabe and I live by the motto work hard and play hard. So when something, or rather someone, comes along that changes how he wants to play I’m intrigued by our sexy new game. 
But there's always private sides to the ones you love, and in this case new thoughts and desires are stealing Gabe’s dreams. It’s not until I meet Brent—gorgeous and sophisticated yet soul-achingly alone—that I begin to understand the complex layers of Gabe’s needs and exactly what I have to do. 
But I’m not afraid; in fact the idea of two men turns me the hell on. In a whirlwind of romance, fear, desire and a new cresting wave of passion we open up to each other, testing the water for one weekend only. Or is it? Will we ever be the same again? Can Gabe and I survive our decision to let a third into our bed? Can Brent just walk away and, more importantly, will we let him?

“Thanks for bringing dinner. Thai chicken noodle is my favorite takeaway.”“I know.” He smiled and drew me into a hug.It was a tight, urgent hug and he rested his cheek to my head and sighed.I wrapped my arms around him and held him close. “You okay?” I asked.“Yes.” He paused. “I do love you, you know?”“Yes, I know. And I love you too. Very much.”He pressed kisses to my hair, over my ear then onto my temple. “You’re my world,” he whispered.“And you’re mine.” I shut my eyes and ran my hands up his back and over his broad shoulders. “I’m sorry that your work is boring you.”“It’s not really. It was just nice to be out of the office on a sunny day with you there.”“I wasn’t for long.”“But you were, for a bit.” He pulled back, cupped my cheeks and stared down into my face. “Hayley Stone, my wife, how did I get so damn lucky,” he murmured then touched his lips to mine.I melted into him—the faint taste of chili and salt was on his lips from his meal. I was his, every bit of me. He was all I needed.Our tongues tangled and I pushed my breasts into his chest. Braless, my nipples quickly hardened against my t-shirt.“It was so good last night,” he whispered.“Yes. It was pretty intense.”He frowned a little. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”“No.” I smoothed my fingertip down his stubbed chin. “I’m a little tender, but no, not hurt.”“I’m sorry.”“Don’t be sorry,” I said onto his lips then kissed him again. “I liked it, I liked it all.”He slid his hands to my buttocks and squeezed.Heat was building between my legs and the vision of what I wanted to do next was hovering in my mind’s eye.“Let’s fuck,” he whispered. “You make me insatiable.”“I know the feeling.” I slipped my hand down his bare chest, over his belly then cupped his hardening cock through his jeans. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough, but…”“But?” He narrowed his eyes and his shoulders tensed.“Don’t look so worried,” I said, squeezing his shaft.“How can I not be when you say but?”“But…tonight I have a new plan,” I said, lifting my hand from his cock and threading my fingers with his. “Come on upstairs, Mr. Stone.”“You have a plan…” He allowed me to tug him along. “I guess I had that coming after last night.”I chuckled. “Oh, yes. Indeed you did and you will again, soon.” I laughed louder. “Come, that is.’We went up the stairs. The round window in the hallway spilled in the last of the evening sunlight and our shadows stretched around us.Once in the bedroom, I shut the door then peeled off my clothes.“Mmm, whatever plan it is, if you’re naked, I’m a happy bloke.” He reached out and cupped my breasts. He ran his thumbs over my nipples and tweaked them. “So am I tying you up again?” he asked.“No, much as that was huge fun, you’re going to let me take control tonight.”He raised his eyebrows. “Oh yeah?”“Oh, yeah.” I moved away from him and picked up the navy blue tie from the chair. He hadn’t undone the knot, simply tugged it loose, so I slipped it over my head and tightened it.“How do I look?” I asked.“It suits you,” he said, tipping his head and studying me.“Yes, I thought it would.” Using my toes, I righted my high heels that I’d kicked off earlier and stepped into them. “And now?” I placed my hands on my hips.“Well, I think you’d make Judge Hatfield’s day if you showed up in court like that.”“Oh, no.” I waved my hand down my body. “This is for your eyes only.”He licked his lips. “Mmm, good.”I walked up to him, the tie swaying over my sternum and touching my abdomen. “Take off your jeans and sit on the edge of the bed.”“Yes, boss.”He did as I’d asked and the covers and mattress sagged under his weight. He was on my side of the bed, which was the plan.My heart was beating fast and my breaths coming quick. I walked up to him, stroked my hand over his hair then down the back of his neck.“Now what?” he asked, a little breathily and looking at the tie between my breasts.“Now I’m going to suck that hard cock of yours.”The right side of his mouth twitched. “Feel free.”“And you’re not going to hold my hair, or shove into me, you’re going to lie back.” I pushed his shoulders, forcing him down onto the bed but with his feet still planted on the floor. “And let me have my fun.”His cock stuck upright, proud and eager, and his belly was tense.“I’ll do my best,” he said.The thought of just how far I was going to take this had adrenaline swamping my system.I pushed his knees apart and folded my legs so I was kneeling between his thighs. His cock was rigid and had bulging veins twisting up its length. The head was shiny and round, like the dildos I had in the drawer at my side.Leaning forward, tie swaying, I took hold of his cock and pressed my thumb over his slit.He moaned and shifted.“Wider,” I said, parting his legs more, much more, as wide as I had to spread mine when he fucked me.His balls hung heavy underneath his cock, the skin wrinkled and coated in short, soft hairs. Beneath was a tight seam of flesh that led to his asshole. The small hairs followed this route then fanned out over the underside of his buttocks and onto his thighs where they thickened and darkened.I’d been between Gabe’s legs, worshipping his cock, many times. But this was the first time I’d taken notice of his anus—the first time I’d decided that would be the focus of my attentions.“Oh, you’re such a tease,” Gabe said, clenching the sheet into his fists.“This is nothing on what you did to me last night,” I said, knowing my breath would heat his shaft and balls as I spoke. “You teased me until I was insane.”Before he could answer, I tipped forward and took the head of his cock into my mouth.“Ah, yeah, Hales…” he moaned, his legs twitching against my torso.I set up a steady movement up and down, licking, swirling, bobbing and playing with his cock. I left no patch of skin unexplored by either my mouth or my fingers.With each stroke I sent my touch lower. Cupping his balls, rolling the delicate flesh in my hands and squeezing gently. I then massaged the line of raised skin that went to his hole.He groaned my name, leaked pre-cum, and dragged the sheets tighter into his hands.Without pausing, I reached into the drawer and grabbed the lube. The lid was loose and I quickly managed to get a blob on my fingertips.I went back to fingering the skin beneath his testicles. He was getting nearer to the edge, his shaft a solid length in my mouth, so I eased up. I didn’t want him to come too soon.I slowed my eager tonguing and concentrated on the small, whispering strokes I was making over his asshole. Tenderly, I caressed the wrinkles of skin, following their shape then moving back to his balls. The lube made everything slippery and even softer.“Hales…” he murmured. “Fuck, that feels…good.”I could have punched the air in triumph. That was exactly the reaction I wanted.Carefully, I set my lubed middle finger in the center of his pucker, then, as I sank his cock to the back of my throat, I eased into his secret passage.“Oh…God…” he moaned, his legs tensing against my outer ribs. “Bloody hell.”He hadn’t told me to stop so I kept on slipping into his soft heat. It was thrilling to be inside him. I never had been before, even after all of this time.“Hales...I...what are you doing?” he gasped, releasing the bedcover and touching the top of my head.I released his cock and caught it in the palm of my free hand. “Shh, go with it…”“But you…you’re in my…”“Arse, yes. It will feel good, I promise.” I looked him in the eye.His face was flushed and tense, his pupils wide and his teeth gritted.“Relax,” I soothed. “Let me in.”“Ah, fuck…” He let his head fall back to the bed. “Really?”

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