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We locked eyes for a moment, both of us seeming to try to catch our breaths. He actually whimpered when I tilted my head and lifted his cock.
"Holly. " Chris lifted his head.
Pete 'The Plow.
How the shadows touch your skin, highlighting your silhouette. Mmm.
But that was only half of the equation. Maybe Chris didn't want to be a dad.
" His eyes narrowed, though he continued to smirk at me.
My heart thudded in my chest each time he slid home. The balls and bars on the underside of his shaft dragged back and forth over the bottom ridge of my entrance in rapid succession.