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2024-10-29 19:42:56Rafe used one hand to tilt Gabriella’s hips into position and with the other he cupped her chin and turned her head away from him. He kept their bodies separated except for the one part he intended to use before he turned his head the other direction, keeping his mind filled with Talia’s image when she was nearing her orgasm. He drew his hips back then slammed into Gabriella making her scream. He held her mouth shut with his fingers. He didn’t want her voice marring his fantasies.
He knew he should wait for her to get used to the forceful invasion but he didn’t. He pounded into her at a fast pace, going deeper and harder with each stroke. Gabriella held onto his arms, trying to pull him closer but he held her back, riding her with even more intensity.
It was Talia he had pressed against the shower wall. It was Talia who bucked against him wanting to get closer to him and the only reason he kept their bodies separate was because he wanted t
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