Chapter 48 Intimacy.

Xavier Othello.

I dipped my fingers in the fabric of her pants and when I found her wet, I nipped at the flesh on her neck. “Yeah.” I mumbled again. “So perfect.”

She gasped when I slipped a finger inside, her walls tightening around me. 

“Mmm.” She nodded eagerly, throwing her head back.

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