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And even though I don’t think I can get any hotter than I already am, when he pulls away and puts one hand on each globe of my ass to watch me drip his seed, I do. When he adds, “Just like that,” I press my forehead to the cool marble and let a quiet, breathy chuckle escape me. “Jesus.”
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