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"Fuck, you're wet," Dain mutters, and Sloane can feel his lips move against her labia. A shudder wracks through her, and she clings to the wood, knuckles whitened by her grip. He runs his tongue over her once, and the sound that leaves her is half a gasp, half a moan. "And you taste so fucking good."
Sloane sits on Dain’s face.
