My C*cky Mechanic (C*ck Sure Book 2)
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She blinked hard, forcing away sudden tears. “Thank you.”
“Oh, don’t thank me yet,” he said, his grin turning wicked.
Blake came around the counter. Her eyes dropped down. Flashed up to his face again.
“We have ten minutes.” He crawled onto the bed, prowling toward her like a tiger. “Think I can make you cum before our coffee’s ready?”
“Doubt it,” Elle said, squirming into the pillows behind her as Blake advanced on her. “It usually takes me about fifteen.”
Blake cocked an eyebrow at her. “Interesting. But I doubt you were using your tongue.”
And, with that, he tugged down the sheets.
Elle tried to escape him, but he held her down and ignored her giggled — and then breathless — protests.
The coffee was ready long before Blake was done with her.
The End
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