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Chapter 63

~Xavier’s POV~

The head of my cock pressed against her entrance, slick and hot from everything we’d already done to her. Jade’s breath stuttered, thighs trembling on either side of my hips.

I held her gaze—those wide blue eyes glassy with need—and pushed forward slowly.

She opened for me inch by torturous inch. Tight heat enveloped the head, then more, gripping like velvet fire. A soft, shocked whimpe ...

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