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The fearful arousal I felt over being at Cyrus’s mercy was heady and my cock was so fucking hard. I wanted him. No, I needed him. “Please fuck me,” I grated out, the words strangled by the pressure on my neck.
Tentacles & Triathlons (Leviathan Fitness, #2)
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