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0065: MOUTHFUL OF TROUBLE

Author: Ink Hashira
last update publish date: 2025-12-20 00:35:10

LUCA’S POV

I woke up with my body still thrumming from the night before, every muscle loose and sore in that deep, satisfying way, like June's presence had settled into my skin and refused to leave.

The memory kept replaying: her lowering herself onto me inch by inch on the couch, the creak of the cushions under our weight, her thighs quivering as she rolled her hips in slow, deliberate circles that pulled me deeper each time. Franklin had been right there in the next room, ice rattling in his
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