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“Good girl.” I stepped inside. The house was quiet except for us. No crew but just him. We sat on the couch with our laptops. For twenty minutes we actually worked or pretended to. His thigh pressed against mine. Every time he leaned over to point at something on my screen, his bare arm brushed my breasts. My nipples hardened instantly. “You’re not concentrating,” he murmured, closing my laptop and pushing it aside. “Neither are you.” Raymond turned toward me. One big hand landed on my thigh, sliding up slowly under my skirt. “I’ve been thinking about this since I kissed you against that wall.” His fingers reached the edge of my panties. “About how wet you got just from my mouth.”

He never gave her money to glam up, but he wanted her to glam up. When I got to the bus stop, I brought out my phone to order for a uber. I always sat at the bus stop to order a ride. While I wait for my ride, I enjoyed the beautiful busy view of my small town. Greentown was name after the beautiful gardens that was almost everywhere in the town.

The moment I did, the darkness was filled with them. Finn’s rough thumb against my cheek. Kelly’s massive frame looming over me. “Nova...” I could hear them in the hiss of the steam, their voices merging into a dark, forbidden demand. In my mind, the fantasy bloomed, violent and intoxicating. A soft, broken moan escaped my lips. My hand slid down my wet belly, my fingers parting my aching folds and sliding straight into the slick, dripping heat of my own desire. I was soaking wet, leaking heavily.

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My hands went around his waist as I hugged him from behind, kissing the patch of skin behind his left ear. “I see walking isn’t a priority now.” Lux chuckled. “I can’t wait to marry you again.” “Me too.” “Really?” “I am looking forward to the first night after all.” I smirked and Lux gasped as I groped his ass cheeks. “Crocell!” (Author's note: Hi. Hello, how are you? It's the first time I'm greeting any reader that may come across this work of mine and I am glad that you sticked with this book despite how novice I am. I hope you guys are enjoying. Leave a comment or a review if you can uwu)

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