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Chapter FORTY-THREE.

MAEVE HAWTHORN.

“You really don’t have to.” Enzo said, his hand holding my arm in a vague attempt to stop me from going down on my knees but I didn’t want to suck his cock because I had to.

I wanted to suck him because I wanted to. I wanted to feel him in my mouth again, I wanted him to shoot a long stringer of cum down my throat.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became and I could feel my pussy spitting out juice as I looked at him wantingly, making my eyes beg him to let me.

“I want to.” I muttered, my lust heavy in my voice as I stuck my tongue out a little, showing him just how ready I was to take his cock in my mouth.

“Baby girl, the floor is slippery and you don’t have that much experience,” he laughed but I proceeded to go down on my knees. Maybe he’s right, not even a maybe, he really is right but I’ve done this once before.

I sucked his cock when—

“We should try something more lightweight.” His voice jolted me out of my thoughts and I pushed it out of my head a
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