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FIFTY: I Refuse To Lose You Now

Author: Aria Steele
last update publish date: 2025-11-29 17:00:06

Towering over me as our mouths separate, he smiles at me looking up at him in confusion. It is his turn to lead, pushing into me in strong, hard strokes, his hand leaving my neck and moving to the bed beside me, supporting him as he starts kissing down my neck.

"Are those your demands, Doll?" He mutters into my neck. "That I spend more time fucking you?"

"That's not the only thing I said." I breathe back, smiling as my eyes close at the sensation of his tongue trailing over my skin.
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