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... over me, his face a mask of primal hunger, his hand wrapping around my cock to keep a perfect, punishing pace with his thrusts. Every time he bottomed out, he squeezed me, milking a low, broken whimper from my throat.
Three powerful, soul-shattering slams later, I was on the jagged edge of shattering. My hips were bucking, my eyes rolling back, but just as I reached the peak, Alex abruptly pulled out.
Before I could even protest the loss of his heat, he was between my legs, his m ...
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