CHAPTER 32: Harker
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Harker’s breath hissed through his teeth as waves of pleasure surged through him. “Fuck.” His hand twisted in Alison’s hair, keeping her in place as she sucked his d**k. His eyes locked on her t**s—bare and jiggling—as her head bobbed up and down on his c**k. He tried thinking of something, anything except how good this felt, but the pleasure in her gaze as her mouth swallowed his c**k was pushing him to the limit.
He tugged on her hair, trying to tell her to stop, but she took him deeper. A low guttural groan escaped his lips and his hips started thrusting. f**k. If she didn’t stop, he was going to come. He forced himself to grab her face, as he stared into her eyes. “Stop. Now.” Those were the hardest words he’d ever said.
She pulled off his c**k, giving
