9| Hurting

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| Victoria | I was lost. Completely and utterly. Preston's hands on me had been phenomenal. I'd had a moment of wondering how he was so good- I'd made sure he never had a girlfriend- but then the pleasure coursing through me quashed any jealousy my wolf and I felt. I inched my way to him on my knees. I'd never heard a man moan like he was. I wanted to make him moan. I'd promised not to touch him, and oh how much I wanted to break that promise. His eyes were roaming my face and body. “Take your top off.” I pulled my shirt over my head in one smooth motion. His moaning increased, and I couldn't help but join him with my own. I'd never seen someone jerk themselves off before. It was amazing. He was amazing. I could see his tip glistening as his c**k leaked. I groaned and shuffled closer

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