Britt 🐺

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Now I’m fantasizing about things I definitely shouldn’t be fantasizing about… like him bending me over one of them chutes in nothing but those chaps. Feeling the blunt tips of his fingernails biting into the flesh on my hips as he plunders into me, teeth bared, animalistic groans rumbling from his chest.
Eight Seconds to Ride (Copper Lake, #1)
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