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Harker lifted off Alison and dropped to the bed, his heart racing. s*x was always good but each time with Alison was f*****g fabulous. He rolled her to her back and pulled her against his side. “I swear your p***y was made for me.”
“Gee, you’re so romantic.”
“I know.” He kissed the top of her head. “Don’t expect it all the time but this is our wedding night.” He leaned over, grabbing the wipes.
“I don’t think we would’ve done that on our wedding night.”
“Oh yeah, we definitely would’ve if you hadn’t been falling down drunk.”
“Are you going to bring that up forever.” She tugged on his chest hair.
“Ouch.” He sat up. “I might when it works to my advantage.” He tapped her thigh. “Time to spread them, baby.”
“Harker, I can—”
“I know you can, but I like to do it.” He grinned
