“We’ll get caught,” she whispered, breathless.Duke didn’t stop. He got wilder, as if the risk itself excited him. Her eyes almost rolled back. He was good. Too good. She couldn’t stop herself. Her nails dug into his back as he shoved deeper.“Ugh,” she groaned, hand shaking against the sink. “Fuck…”Duke’s eyes never left her face. He grabbed her ankle and pushed it higher, opening her wider.The marble edge of the sink bit into her hips with every thrust. Cold stone against flushed skin. The mirror above them fogged in uneven patches from their breath. Cassie’s reflection looked ruined already. Cheeks flushed dark, lipstick smeared, the thin straps of the black dress Duke had chosen for her hanging off one shoulder. The matching lace of the lingerie he had fastened on her earlier was shoved aside, useless now.He drove into her hard enough that the sound of skin meeting skin filled the small bathroom. Wet. Sharp. She felt every thick inch of him stretch her, fill her, drag against
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