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Chapter 38: His Dirty Little Secret

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“Ignore her,” Harrison growled against my lips.

He didn't move away. Instead, his storm-grey eyes burned down into mine with raw, savage possession. He grabbed my knees, shoving them wide apart, and slammed his heavy, rock-hard cock all the way inside my wet pussy in one deep, brutal thrust.

“Ah! Fuck!”

A loud, filthy scream tore from my throat as my tight walls stretched around his massive length. My back arched off the bed, my fingers digging into his broad, muscular shoulders as he filled me
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