You make me Squirt

You make me Squirt

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"You won't know, I guess." "In fact, I already know just by hearing you," Shuri says, gasping. Riri speeds up her fingers. Heat pools in her belly, her hips buck a bit in the air seeking a face to fuck and rut against. God, she wishes she was making love to Shuri right now, listening to her wanton moans right above her. "Are you touching yourself?" "Would you like me to?" "Just be honest, no use denying it when I can hear your breath hitching." "You want me to answer your question straight? Sure, but only if you admit it turns you on. Does it, my Ironheart?"
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Title: THE ENIGMA'S DEBT Blurb: He paid the Devil for a night of pleasure. Now the Devil has come to collect. Julian Romanov is the "Ice Prince" of Russia. Arrogant. Untouchable. And secretly dying. To the world, he is a ruthless Alpha heir. In reality, he is an abused Omega hiding his nature with illegal suppressants that are slowly poisoning his blood. One night of freedom in Italy led to the biggest mistake of his life. He slept with a stranger, left a stack of cash on the nightstand to insult him, and ran away before dawn. He thought he would never see the man again. He was wrong. The stranger was Luciano Rossi-the most feared Enigma in Europe. A man who doesn't forgive insults. And he has just arrived in Moscow to sign a deal with Julian's family. Luciano doesn't want ports. He doesn't want weapons. He pulls a crumpled, blood-stained bill out of his pocket and smiles. "You treated me like a whore, Julian. You thought you could pay for my time?" Luciano leans in, his Enigma scentm suffocating the room. "Keep your money. I'm going to take something else. I'm going to own you until you beg me to stop."

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