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Dunn grabbed her arm and yanked her back to him. Her back pressed to his front, his c**k nestled between her cheeks. He groaned at the feel of her, then tightened his grip when she rocked her hips back.
He leaned down and slid his tongue over the shell of her ear. She moaned, a greedy sound that went straight to his hard c**k. He wrapped their joined arms around her waist and fisted her shirt. He let go of her arm and spread his hand wide on her stomach, loving the feel of her plush body against his.
Her breathing was shallow, but so was his. He couldn’t hold back another second. She wasn’t married. Not legally. And if she was willing, he wasn’t going to let her walk away again.
“Tell me to stop, Ash. Tell me to let you go.”
“Don’t. Stop.”
“f**k, Ash. I won’t be able to hold back
