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#3 Private Lessons

Author: Nicole Author
last update publish date: 2025-12-23 06:05:11

Amelia

There was no hesitation. He gripped my hips with those large, strong hands, his fingers sinking possessively into my skin, and pressed the head of his cock against my wet, throbbing entrance.

"Look at me, Amelia," he ordered in a husky voice.

I looked up. His dark eyes burned with a wild intensity, shattering that mask of academic coldness he always wore. He was about to lose control, and he was doing it for me.

A choked sound died in my throat when he began to sink inside me. There was
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