Chapter 193 one hundred and ninety three

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Ava’s breath was hot against my neck, her moans soft and drawn out as she rocked on top of me.

She had her nails digging into my shoulders like she thought this was something more than it was. Her hips moved frantically, desperate for more friction, more connection—but I was already...

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