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Desire was a d**g, and Andre needed to escape the temptation. As the doorknob clicked closed as he entered the bathroom, he sucked in deep breaths and tried to banish the taste of Em from his mouth.
It was impossible. She was already imprinted on his memory and there was no forgetting it. Not that he really wanted to.
He could turn right around and take her. She was willing. Eager, even. And his c**k was more than determined to see her satisfied.
But something stopped him. The energy that was making her ride high would see her crash down in no time. And it may not have been alcohol or drugs that put her in this altered state, but he didn't want to wake up in the morning and see regret in her eyes.
That had happened to him before. Not many times. But enough to send him running.
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