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Forty eight

SLOANE

“Shit. Almost there, baby. Deeper!”

As the moans became louder, I briefly pressed my eyes closed. As if that will somehow make the lady inside his room shut the hell up.

His eyes. The way they raged, full of impatience, found its way back to my memory.

Quite delusional of me to think it was because he was jealous that I visited his beta. When it had been all because he knew the lady, whoever she is, would arrive anytime soon and he didn’t want me disrupting their moment. ...

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