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Katherine stretched, still half-asleep, and found herself unable to move far. A warm arm had her pressed to a hard body with a very hard appendage.
Dillon.
She grinned and snuggled against him, rubbing her bare bottom against him. He groaned and slid his hand from her belly up to her breast.
“Cruel woman.”
“Only if I don’t make good on it.”
Dillon nipped her shoulder and plucked her n****e. Her core tingled, getting her ready for him. His hand left her breast and tickled its way down her body to probe her center. They both moaned when he slid two thick fingers into her.
“I don’t have any complaints about your stamina,” he teased, circling her c**t with his thumb as he eased his fingers in and out of her. “Then again, you are still young.”
“I’ve never had s*x this many times in o
