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33. The Right Loving

Auteur: Alore
last update Date de publication: 2026-09-08 23:32:36
~Nina

“I was planning on going home,” I said, but the words came out weak and unconvincing even to my own ears.

“Let me take you home then,” he offered, and I knew it wasn't my apartment he was talking about, but I found myself nodding anyway.

I knew deep down I was craving the feeling of a man's hands on my body and his breath on my neck and his weight pressing me into a mattress.

His hotel room was nicer than I had expected, all soft lighting and clean sheets with a minibar that he told me to
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