Hayley

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My pulse is fast and thumping like a kick drum. Fuck. It feels like I’ve just run a marathon. Suddenly my hand on her neck isn’t enough, and I’m gripping her hip with a splayed palm, kneading it and using it to pull her closer. A groan slips between us when her leather-clad center slides against my cock, our clothes the only thing keeping me from taking her right here.
Craving the Player (Amateurs in Love, #1)
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