Chapter 51 Daniel, what are you doing here? Part II

Emília Gray

I was sweating. Soaked in a desire that flowed across my skin.

I rolled my hips on his lap, even though it was a difficult position to move in, craving more of him. Dante wasn’t like me. He didn’t moan. He didn’t breathe heavily. His mouth only fed my imagination, placing me in t...

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