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"I forgot how tight you are," he forces through clenched teeth, pulling all the way out and slamming back into me. His thrusts become rough, unforgiving, and I cry out, begging him for more. I need him to keep going, to keep fucking me until I beg him to stop, unable to take anymore. He curses under his breath and grabs my hips, squeezing them to the point of bruising.
Craving the Player (Amateurs in Love, #1)
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