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... t in the air—the unholy sound of Riley’s mouth working over him, the soft suction that made his own breath hitch, the wet heat that pulsed around him with every movement.
To think he’d thought of holding back.
How naive he’d been to assume it’d even be possible when every sound, every swallow kept shredding another layer of restraint.
His fingers trembled where they rested in Riley’s hair. And just stopping his hand felt like a full-time job when his body seemed to have a ...
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