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can do?" I said, voice low eno

r name arched a brow. "Save yourself the s

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our body from begging for me," she f

from the club below us. I reached for her wrist and turned her to

the match,"

etween command and care. She looked up at me like she already kne

ng my head as I slid my finger throug

aking me shove my f

oaned, watching her spit o

whispered, "You lo

urs." I commanded, and slid my cock inside her pussy..she adjus

said, still smiling. "Yo

tmosphere shifted. The tease disap

call out my mom?" she

sorry if I brough

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y react t

weird coming from y

n a night like this. I stepped closer, fingers brushing her hair

areful kiss against her shoulder, not passion now but reassurance. The air buzzed again

I muttered

my wrist. "D

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ng a little obsessed with Daddy,"

her breathing uneven. "What are

hone rang again, louder, bre

," I said,

, masking disappointm

phone. "Saman

We're down to one day, can you believe it? The florist just sent the mo

into my tone. "Thr

ean it tomorrow, okay? You're supposed to loo

andle it

wedding. Try saying something swee

an't wait to se

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I echoed, fl

re doll was sitting up, expression unre

, tone sharp. "

d. "You need a

t, humorless laugh.

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e fucking the night before your wed

closer, "so you can see

r ex or fiancee, Dominic. I shou

hat position so ba

er said

didn't. But your eye

ut stumbled over her wo

id softly. "That

ms. "You're unbelievable...a

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manipu

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ed. "Yeah, well.

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why did

wouldn't be looking at ano

d. "I don't even

called

t, bitter laugh.

table, pulled out a cigarette

t away. "No.

ed. "Finally, your p

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m her. "You really think you ca

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ttle power trip mak

able," I said

f w

ere arguing, have some self re

he door. I smiled, tugged my shirt on, and walked toward it. She

that she could feel my breath. "What...

inst her lips. "Get over this obsession,

econd, she looked small, vulnerable. I brushed h

laughter, music that vibrated through the floor. The scent of whiskey and sweat, perfume and

were posted. They were mid-laugh, bottles half-empty, the usual chaos before the calm of wedding resp

night of freedom," one of

t," I said, already h

Da

oward me, phone in hand. 23, tall, wearing that s

g you," he sa

here?" I ask

eet a

got a fri

to tell her something bef

d. "Caref

e me a quick hug, then

skin. As I opened the door, a folded photo slipped out o

r eyes, familiar posture. My gut twisted. She l

re knows how to pull a real baddie,"

led. He turned. "

the photo, grinning.

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d. "Don't

e cut throug

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we turned toward it,