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Chapter 0068

“Michael. Your tux.” She bites her lip.

“I don’t care.” And then I lay down and pull her on top of me.

She runs her hands over my jaw, my shoulders, my abs, until she gets to my groin. Her hand stills, and she traces the muscles there. Her lips are parted and swollen, and I want to drive up into whe
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