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“Oh, Max,” she whimpers as I release it with a wet pop and rest my head back on the pillow. “You done?” I arch an eyebrow at her. “Yeah,” she pants, her hands planted on my chest. “Let me find those keys.” With a grin, I pop the lock on the cuffs with ease. Her eyes widen. “W-what? How—?”
Joey (Chicago Ruthless, #2)
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