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He fisted my hair with one hand and gripped my hip with the other hard enough to bruise. “Remember…” I let out a small cry when he yanked my head back until his mouth was next to my ear. The head of his cock slid against my slick entrance until I practically panted with anticipation. “You wanted it hard.”
Twisted Lies (Twisted, #4)
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