Chapter 67 Too Hot, I Can't—🔞

Dmitry

The fire in her eyes is the last coherent thing I register before my control snaps like a cheap thread.

“Do it yourself,” she’d said, voice husky and challenging.

Fuck. Me.

I rise from the bed in one fluid motion, towering over her. My hand shoots out, fisting the front of her thin robe, ...

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