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Chapter 19: How did we get here?
April
I let Connor pull me between his thighs and rest my back against his firm chest. Closing my eyes, I sigh with contentment when his strong fingers pinch my nipples, and his other hand settles between my thighs, sifting through my bare folds.
“Fuck, baby doll, you’re so wet.” He whispers in my ear.
Connor emphasizes each word by plunging his fingers inside of my tight hole.
“Oh, yes.” I sigh.
He nips the tip of my ear before he tilts my chin up and angles my lips to his, kissing me deeply. Our tongues seek and rub sensually, fu
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