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CHAPTER 40: HE CAUGHT ME SWIMMING NAKED AND DIDN’T LOOK AWAY

Penulis: Jezebel Wilder
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-07 03:22:30

My breath stops.

He’s thick. Heavy. Not fully hard yet but getting there, swelling as the cool air hits him, and he’s, god, he’s bigger than Derek. Bigger than any of the three men I’ve been with in my limited experience. The sight of him makes my thighs press together underwater.

He steps into the pool. Wades toward me. The water rises up his thighs, his hips, his waist, and I’m backing up without meaning to, until my shoulders hit the tiled wall.

He stops in front of me. Close. The water is c
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    The sound he makes against me vibrates through my entire body. His hands tighten on my thighs, pulling me closer to his mouth, pulling me to the very edge of the bed until I’m practically riding his face, and he sucks my clit between his lips and pulses his tongue against it.My vision whites out.

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