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her head. "You know, for such a pompous know-it-all, you reall

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d flicked her tongue down my neck vein. "What was that saying again? Two can play!" She shrugged her shoulders and then leaned her face closer to me a

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bbed against her abdomen as I felt her hand mirror my own and grip my hair, fisting it roughly. I pulled her dress up along her thighs and groaned into her mouth as my fingers once again found the lace edge of her

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deeply as I thrust two fingers inside of her, and if it was possible, she was even wetter than she'd been last night. Seriously fucked-up situation

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" I made quick work of my belt and pants before lifting her up and thrusting hard inside her. Christ, she felt amazing. Better t

as I began moving into her hard and fast against the wall. Any moment someone could enter the stairwell and catch me fucking her, and I couldn't care l

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eezing her ass in my hands. Pulling out before she could rub herself against me anymore, I put her do

oudly. Her head fell back agai

led, and part of me ached to reach forward and slide my hand against her, to make her come. But a larger part of me relished the angry dissatisfaction in her eyes. I was going to throw some rude commen

ack to see a proper pa

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