The Price of Being a Good Girl (Harper's POV)

I swallowed hard, steeled myself, and pulled down.

The moment his cock sprang free, a wave of heat hit me like an open flame — so scorching I nearly yanked my hand back. But reason held me in place: if I flinched now, Vaughn would never let it go.

I bit down on my lower lip and curled my hand loos...

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