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Warm air hit her bare back when he pulled away from her, no longer leaning into her. His hand let go of her breasts and returned to her hips where he held her to him.

Lucien can no longer hold onto his control. The small control left teethered the each of a cliff with each stroke inside her tight wet sheath...with each sweet throaty moan she let's out. He lost it.

Sound of skin slapping skin file the air. His strokes increased in pace, becoming faster and harder. Her pelvis pressed against the shelf, Danika braced herself when it dawned on her that he was no longer in charge anymore.

He slammed inside her over and over again, like he wants to bury himself inside her body and never get out. His fingers dug on her hips persistently, holding her tighter and pulling her closer to him.

She bit her lips, knowing that she'll be wear