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RYLAN
“f**k, Calista, where did you learn that?” I’m panting with my fingers threaded through her long dark hair. Although whatever she’s doing with her tongue feels f*****g amazing, I’m pissed off that she learned it from some other asshole. Then she does it again and my mind blanks. “Come here.”
Her body slides up mine, and the feel of her hardened n*****s grazing my chest is everything I’ve missed. I can’t wait to kiss her again. I’m not sure how we got to where we are right now, but I need her lips on mine. That’s what I’ve missed the most—kissing her. The way her body curls into mine and the little moan that escapes her with the first swipe of my tongue.
“Come on, baby.” What is taking her so long?
The top of her head comes out from under the sheet, her dark hair a mess from
