Chapter Forty Eight: Flashbacks keep coming, but who is complaining?
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"what the f**k?!" the words slip out of my mouth as my eyes flutter open. I have no idea how I just did what I just did but I cannot care still.
I try to catch my breath as readjust myself on the seat and let out one last big breath before turning my head to the sexy bastard next to me.
His fingers are in his mouth and he licks off my wetness, he basically is cleaning off his entire hand while looking at me with that stare that I just can't resist. The one that makes me feel like he is reading my mind and my energy and knows exactly what I am thinking.
Gosh! Can't I be satisfied like one hundred percent for once? The image of him licking my sweet juice off his hand is still arousing e
