LAKEN “I’m sorry, baby. I’ll stop. I just wanted to see that smile of yours instead of the hurt in your eyes,” he says as he grabs my hand and intertwines his fingers with mine. “Yeah, well, let’s just pretend I didn’t hump you like a bitch in heat,” I grumble. “Hell no! I will never forget that and don’t want to. That was hot, Laken. God, was it hot,” he groa
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