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BOOK 2 
I was too busy gripping the sheets, moaning to argue with this dumbass. 
"Fucking love how you sound,ma," he murmured? his lips brushing against my ear. "Only for me, right?"
"Y-Yeah," I stammered, barely able to form fucking words. 
"Damn right," he said, pulling his fingers out and replacing them with his dick.
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