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Reanna in the center row of the middle risers. Today, she’s in a short skirt. Her blue blouse makes her eyes seem to glow, and the scoop neck gives a hint of her cleavage beneath. It’s not a provocative outfit, but I’ve tasted what’s under that fabric, and my dick is semi-hard. The few times my eyes drift to hers, she smiles knowingly, and heat simmers in my veins. It makes me angry, which makes me fantasize about spanking her round ass, which makes me lose my train of thought.
Forbidden (Hamiltown Heat #4)
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