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... n the ocean wind like liquid night. Those eyes burned into him, slow and starving.
"Come here, my sweet boy..." she purred, voice low and velvet-rough, every syllable dripping honey and sin. "Mommy’s been aching for days to feel that perfect cock of hers again... don’t make me beg any longer."
Nathan didn’t speak. A guttural snarl tore from his throat instead, hands trembling with raw need as he ripped his zipper open. The second the button gave way, his jeans and boxers dropped ...
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