Chapter 22

  Wren

  My hands drop from his hair.

  He's so close, pressed up against me. If I spread my thighs a little more.... Something inaudible squeaks past my lips.

  "Yea?" He rasps, tongue poking out. The ring glistens, teasing me. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

  "What?"

  "Me pounding into you from...

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