Chapter 25

  ELENA'S POV

  I did it again, rolling my hips in a slow, sinful figure eight, dragging his throbbing length over my G-spot until my own breath hitched. His head fell back against the headboard with a thud, throat exposed, veins bulging, a guttural "Shit—your pussy's killing me—" escaping.

  I lean...

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