Chapter 39 Shifts With Dr.Cassian 04

Cassian didn’t give me enough time to catch my breath.

The bulge in his slacks looked painful now—thick, straining, obscene.

“Turn over,” he rasped. “Ass up, face down. I want to see that pretty cunt while I wreck it.”

I scrambled to obey, knees sinking into the mattress, chest pressed to the she...

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