Jessyca Simonsen

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Our bickering had always turned me on. It was a weakness that made me feel pathetic. But today she’d taunted me on my own turf, and my cock had risen to the occasion so swiftly I’d gone light-headed. I’d wanted her. I’d craved her. And I would have had her right there on that desk.
Things We Left Behind (Knockemout, #3)
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