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“Good girl,” I say before grabbing her hair and pulling her off my cock. Drool stretches from her lips to my cock, and she breathes heavily while staring up at me.  “I want to taste you,” she says, pulling against my grip. “Let me finish.” Her hand strokes and squeezes me until I loosen my grip and let her mouth fall back down.  “God, you’re so fucking good at this,” I praise as she licks and sucks my length. “You’re perfect, Aurora. So goddamn perfect.”
Burdens We Carry (One Night, #3)
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