Lethal Games: Taming My Mafia Don Stepbrother
Our bodies were sleek with sweat and what had started as slow, intimate love making had turned into wild, savage, passionate sex.
I dug my fingers deeper into the hardwood, my eyes clenched shut, overcome with so much pleasure and the raw, aching need for release.
"Come, baby," he rasped above me. "Come all over my cock."
I cried softly, something uncurling in my belly basement as I grappled at him, searching for something to hold on.
I screamed as I came, calling out his name, my fingers digging into the skin of his back, the force of my release rocking my entire body.
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