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9: My type

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My heart jumped.

Like a full-on, stomach-somersault kind of jump. That memory? I thought I buried it. Locked it up, set it on fire, danced on the ashes.

But did I actually forget it… or just try to convince myself I had?

The night came rushing back, loud and fast. His hands, his breath, that rough grip on my waist. The way I’d almost sucked his damn cock.

The thought made me mad but it also made me clench my thighs.

Shit.

No.

I pushed a palm flat against his chest and shoved him
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Cynthia
Alan being all aggressive and manly.... I wouldn't disagree lol
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