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I couldn’t stop smiling the entire way into the house.
My p***y was throbbing so hard I was surprised I wasn’t leaving a wet spot on the leather seat.
Ethan’s filthy words were still ringing in my ears: “I’ve been imagining how loud you’d scream when I stretch that pretty p***y with my thick cock.”
gawwd, I was soaked.
As soon as we stepped inside the empty mansion, I kicked off my heels and turned to face him, my short sundress riding dangerously high on my thighs.
“So… are you going to pull the car over next time, big guy?” I teased, biting my lip. “Or are you all talk?”
Ethan closed the front door behind him with a soft click that sounded way too final. He leaned against it, arms crossed over that massive chest, staring at me like he wanted to devour me.
“You really are
