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“Just fuck me, I don’t need slow,” I grit out, dropping my forearm to the tiled wall and wrapping a hand around my dick. Brendon’s ragged breath fans across my neck while I jerk myself too hard. Fuck. I close my eyes and Preston appears in my head.
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