The Hockey House C*m Bucket(3)

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Lily’s POV Vaughn picks me up off the couch like I weigh nothing. One arm under my ass, the other on my back, and my legs wrap around his waist on instinct. His c**k presses against my stomach, and the heat and size of it against my skin makes my breath catch because he’s the biggest in the room by a terrifying margin. He pins me against the basement wall. My back hits the concrete and the cold surface shocks my overheated skin. He lines up and pushes into me, and the stretch is so wide my mouth falls open and nothing comes out. “Oh my god,” I gasp when my voice comes back. “Oh f**k, Vaughn, you’re—” “Big,” he says. Not bragging. Just stating a fact. “Breathe.” He sinks deeper. Inch by inch. My walls are being forced apart around his girth, and I can feel every ridge of his c**k pres

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