Fûcking My Ex’s Brother - (3)
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I felt Rafe pressing hard against my belly, his c**k straining through his trousers. My pússy leaked freely, slick and needy, and any hesitation about fúcking my enemy vanished. He pulled back from our kiss just enough to make me crave more, heat pooling between my thighs.
“You taste incredible, Selene. I’m going to f**k your brains out,” he murmured, letting his hand slide over my waist and push me slightly against him.
“Take off your clothes. Now,” he ordered, leaning close, eyes dark and predatory.
I shrugged out of my T-shirt and let my shorts fall to the floor, unclasping my bra with a trembling hand. His gaze pinned me like I was prey, lingering on my dripping pússy and bare skin.
“No panties? Selene, you’ve really outdone yourself. That breaku
