My Billionaire Ex Wants Me Back
His hands slid down from breast, gliding over my skin, memorizing every contour, every curve of my skinny frame.
“I want you.” I whispered back impatiently, my body gyrated because I wanted him – no, I needed him. I needed to feel him way deeper than I could process, deeper than my body could handle. That was what happened when you frolicked with the devil, and he ignited desires that only him could quench.
“How badly do you want me?” he asked me now biting my flesh hard that a raw groan escaped my lips.
“I could die.” raw, unfiltered desires radiated off me and he turned me around, pulling me closer and lifting my dress up, I moaned again.
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