The Runaway Girlfriend of the Billionaire's Son
Breathless.
The kind of sound that made Kent pause for just a second. Not to stop. But to look at her. To make sure. Always to make sure.
Mae’s cheeks were flushed, her breathing unsteady, her hands still holding onto him like she needed him there.
She looked at him through half-lidded eyes and whispered again, barely louder than the fan turning above them.
“Please…”
That single word was enough.
Kent kissed her again, deeper this time, and Mae responded immediately, her body arching closer, wanting more of him, more of the warmth, more of the way he made everything else disappear.
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