Danielle

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We fell into a rhythm that had us both panting, racing for the end. I palmed her ass, stroking a line down between her cheeks. Chloe sucked in a breath, and her gaze darted to mine. With a raised brow, I pressed my thumb against her puckered hole, asking permission. Her lips curled up, and she pushed back into me, squeezing me impossibly hard. “Yes. Harder. Fuck me like you mean it.”
Hard Hitter (Wild Card, #3)
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