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“Motherfucking! Fuck!” he roars as he empties himself inside me, grinding against me until I’m filled with every last drop of his cum. Then he falls forward onto the bed, collapsing on top of me as we both gasp for breath. “Holy shit, Max,” I pant. “I know, baby.” He gasps the words against my ear, his breath damp and hot against my neck.
Joey (Chicago Ruthless, #2)
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