Charissa

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His hips pistoned, and the tension in me grew higher and higher. He was strung taut like a wire, every muscle straining for release. The thick, hard length of him surged into me, filling all of the empty places. And the electricity surging up and down my spine dominated everything. I couldn’t come again so soon. Surely not. But David wasn’t taking no for an answer, and he knew my body so well. His hand slipped between us, skilled fingers teasing my clit. It was all too much, too beautiful. We were everything I’d ever need. The orgasm hit me with frightening intensity, my whole body seizing. ...more
The Rhythm Method (Stage Dive, #4.8)
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