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I pick up the thinner vibrator and put some lube on it, then hand it to her and say, “Play with me.” Her eyes light up when she realizes what I want. “Really?” she asks, her breath picking up. “Do whatever the fuck you want to me, just make me come.”
He's Not My Type (The Vancouver Agitators, #4)
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