The Devil's Nurse
Breewoke up with scratches on my facememories light the corner of my mindhere i am once again torn into pieceslife flashed before my eyes
My hand barely touched the bedroom door before his fingers locked around my waist.
“Get back here, baby,” he growled, voice dark and dripping sex. “I’m not done fucking you.”
I groaned, half-laughing, half-melting. “I swear, you’re possessed.”
He yanked me back, mouth on my neck, cock already hard against my ass. “You’re the only one who can handle this Devil.”
And maybe he’s right. Because I am the nurse who patches him up when he breaks, and he’s the devil who makes my blood boil and my heart race.
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