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CHAPTER FORTY SIX.
MICHELLE’s POV. As soon as I cup Enzo, he groans lightly which makes me shudder and arch my back to get a better access to his hardness. I suck and bite on it and I see how the man on the bed clings onto the bedspread. It makes me wonder where the almighty Enzo Philips is because this man underneath me seems so different. The more I suck on his d**k, the more his moans and groans filter into my ear and it sounds like a melody to me. His moaning makes me more wet and ready for him. Enzo grabs a handful of my hair as he rakes his hand through it while I continue to tease his tip with my tongue. My eyes can’t help but travel around his body and rest on his tattooed body and even with my mouth moving up and down his shaft, I can not keep my gaze off of him. This man looks like someone s
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