There’s no denying how sexy that man is, especially in his tight black underwear. There are tattoos on his legs, and although he’s not a large man, his muscles are still defined. He is clearly in good shape. Dean climbs onto the bed by Briar’s face, and I settle in behind her. “How are you feeling, angel?” he asks, stroking her hair and lifting her chin so she stares up into his eyes. “Good,” she says in a breathy, pleasure-laced tone. “Tell me what you want,” he replies. “I need to hear you say it.” “I want you in the front and him in the back,” she says without missing a beat. “And I want
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