“Fuck,” Jasper moaned, the sound a mixture of guilt and undeniable pleasure. Daniel stooped to pick up the discarded wedding band, then seemingly thought better of it as if disgusted by the idea. “Daniel, wait—” “Do you want me to stop, angel?” I cut in, chin tucked to my chest as I stared down Daniel below my lashes, raking my tongue over my top teeth. My orgasm neared completion, but Jasper’s hadn’t, and that stroked every part of me. My ego, the animal residing in me, my heart… It touched and made all of it purr. Jasper’s body bucked at my question, clamping around me tighter, the wet
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