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Trouble arises

Author: E. Dahlia
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-12 14:40:16

Jocelyn’s POV

I heaved an exhausted sigh as my zip refused to cooperate for the umpteenth time that morning. Glancing at the wall clock, I realized that I had an hour left before my meeting.

That wasn't my first time wearing that dress, so I was confused as to why it was acting like that.

Or had something gone wrong when I gave it to the hotel dry-cleaner yesterday I think we make maybe to my life you barely want me So June

“Still on the zipper issue?” Eduardo asked, leaning against the doorway, all suited up.

“Yes.” I sighed, to which he smiled before coming behind me.

After twenty four hours of doing nothing but cuddling and having mind-blowing sex, we were finally leaving the hotel and returning to our respective homes.

Left to me, I wanted us to continue our stay at the hotel and keep attaining amazing orgasms together, however, I had a son who I needed to take care of

Plus, Nancy would also suspect foul play and I couldn't have that.

“It's done,” Eduardo said, his thick baritone
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