Shanice Wolfe

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Need you in me now, Henning,” I demanded against his mouth. “Can’t get enough of you.” He pressed me to the now warm tile wall by a hand in my sternum, the other cradled under my ass as he watched himself notch his cock against my cunt and slowly push inside.
Caution to the Wind (The Fallen Men, #7)
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