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Dani
Gage lowered me carefully to the bed, then dropped the small bottle of lube beside me. I shifted to my knees, picked it up. The vial was glass and there was no label, but there was no doubt of its use.
Katie would have known. She’d been claimed. Everywhere. She would know how important the lube was. I clenched my bottom at the thought. I wanted Gage. Ached for him. My p***y was dripping just from his dirty talk in the kitchen.
But having that huge c**k fill me…there…was a big step.
“I’m nervous,” I admitted.
Gage was removing his shirt, but stopped mid-motion, then tugged it all the way off, dropped it to the floor.
“Are you afraid of me?” he asked.
I licked my lips as he opened his pants, let his big c**k spring free. He was ready for the next step. Guys loved anal s*x, rig
