Sabs

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Tears and drool soaked my pillow as Christian pounded me mercilessly. I’d been reduced to a wreck, held together with nothing but mind-numbing pleasure and the softest pricks of pain. It wasn’t sex. It was pure, hard fucking…and it was exactly what I needed.
Twisted Lies (Twisted, #4)
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