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“Good girl. You wish that was my cum, don’t you?” A strangled whimper lodges in my throat as I nod back at him, trapped in his amber gaze. Then he leans in close, breath damp against my lips and growls, “Swallow, Summer.”
HOLYYYY FUCKKKK????
We spent weeks together. Traveling. Working out. Eating. He gave me his last chicken wing and let me warm my feet on him without complaint.
My dream date...cute
Summer: Good luck tonight. Rhett: I love you.
UGHHH YESSSS
