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I managed a half-lidded glance back at the shoreline, in time to see a trail of approaching headlights that gave me immediate pause. “F-frankie, fuck,” I gasped. “Th-there’s someone coming.” Without stopping for a beat, he assessed the obviously patrolling Jeep and turned back with an irritated grunt. “Not happening.” He shook his head. “No, no, no, you focus on me. You’re gonna show me how this tight pussy gives right now, O.” He kissed me again, stealing every worrying crease from my brow, any thought that wasn’t the grip of my tight walls around his fingers, buried under the heat of his ...more
Christmas in Coconut Creek (Dirty Delta, #1)
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