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Ryat Archer is a killer, and all I can think of is I wish I could prove my love for him the way he has for me He deserves that much Blood for blood He’s spilled so much for me I’m not afraid to bleed for him

I’ hisinto my ass, and he lifts me off my feet

“Yes,” I gasp as he pulls out and shoves his dick intothe wall “Oh, God” My eyes close, and he picks up his pace, fucking me how I like it

Water from the sprayers slips betweento catch my breath If this is what it feels like to drown, I don’t want to be above water

The bathroo My legs tighten around his hips, and I lock et hih I want this man to consume me Take what little pieces I had left of myself and make them his

I’m not the type of woman who needs to knoho I am All I need to knoho I a else fucking matters

He sla that spot that always row louder,heavier

He yanks me from the wall, only to sla a cry from my lips

“That’s what I wanted to hear,” he growls Hison my skin

“Ryat!” I shout his naoes harder, faster, knowing I’that I’ Why not let it wash me away?

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I LIE IN bed, listening to the pounding music below us It’s not that bad but definitely noticeable “I need to go back to the cabin,” I tell him

“You’re not going back there,” he states, entering the bedroom with a torapped around his hips Water still runs down over his sculpted chest and abs His ar into them in the shower

“I have to get et back to Barrington Fuck, I’ I’ve missed so much work, only for it not to have been worth it At the ti to live my life on the run That’s not the case anymore