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Shadows Of A Loveless Past

Auteur: Lily Writes
last update Date de publication: 2026-04-09 21:07:52

Chapter 9: Shadows of a Loveless Past

We stayed locked together on the kitchen island for a long time, Damien still buried deep inside me, his cum slowly leaking down my thighs. My legs were wrapped around his waist, my forehead pressed to his sweaty chest, listening to the steady thump of his heart. The air smelled like sex and scotch and the faint trace of his cologne.

I traced a finger over the hard ridges of his abs, feeling the way his muscles tensed under my touch. “Tell me about her,” I
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