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"John," Terry gasped, her eyes drifting close. "Let go. I can't... We can't..." John grinned against her skin and kissed the crook of her neck once more. "We can. We definitely can." "Let's stop." "No." She gasped again when he rained kisses down her neck. "John..." "Yeah?" he whispered, his hand running up her waist to the curve of her breast. "John." "Terry..." She moaned, soft and sweet. Hearing that, feeling her, John almost lost control. Then suddenly, he felt like he just got hit by a truck in his stomach. Did she just... did his girlfriend just punch him? John doubled over on the passenger seat of her car and groaned, "What the f**k, Terry?" Fixing her clothes, Terry pulled the visor down and looked at the mirror to check her face. "You wouldn't let go." "So you decide
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