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153~ Is That A Hickey?

Auteur: Ashveil
last update Date de publication: 2025-12-11 23:57:04

Zane's Point Of View

The first thing I registered was the light... harsh, unforgiving, spilling through the cracks in the curtains, painting stripes of gold across my closed eyelids. It was too bright, too insistent, like the universe itself was demanding I wake up.

I groaned, rolling onto my side, my body aching in all the right places... my thighs sore, my ass tender, the phantom sensation of Ronan’s hands, his mouth, his cock still lingering on my skin.

Fuck.

I didn’t want to open my eyes. D
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