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Gloomy butterflies

Ophelia’s POV

The next time I woke up was to the empty side of Ryan's bed and the rays of sunlight seeping through the window blinds, causing me to crunch my nose in dissatisfaction.

I clasped a hand to my mouth as I let out a tired yawn.

The intense activities that took place between Ryan and I the night before, and in the middle of the night had completely drained me, but did I regret any part of it, hell to the fucking no!

My goodness, Ryan's dick was just so perfect and huge! The sexy man had a wild libido and a big, fat cock to match which he knew how to expertly use.

How did my thoughts become so filthy and obscene after spending just one night with Ryan?

Maybe, it was the power of his magical thick, long cock which I hoped to have inside me in the nearest future.

"Ophelia, snap out of it," I slapped myself on the cheeks as my face tinted to a nasty fuschia pink in embarrassment from my nasty thoughts.

I dipped my hand into the comforter which was draped on my body to caress my
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