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wobbly to the last table before the door. Suddenly my eyes were tr

sofa, his eyes fixed on the strippers who didn't stop twir

of numerous bottles of vodka I'd gobbled, I could figure ou

s went with Ariel and Dmitri, I wasn't sure I wanted

stable steps until a wave of dizziness slammed me and I missed my

w breaths. "I'm so sorry," I apologized immediately while praying

ed my skin while I clutched onto the edge of the table that

'd doused myself wit

est that flexed with a slight movement.

ldn't help but sound slurry even

d his thighs. "I have my ways, buttercup, but let's get down to the real q

now how I found myself in front of him. I'd come here to

he was the very blazing devil, and even when my senses screamed that I sho

a living hell, he seemed more friendly. His full eyebrows

re. I'll just leave," The words rushed out

ensed my plans to flee and he pulled me down to himse

sed for all the lust-filled drunk men wh

sure to avoid his intense erotic gaze

I squirmed, his nose grazing

"That's not true. Maybe I'm a bit too drunk, b

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chest as my face flushed with heat. I wanted him just as he'd observed and if he didn'

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d bolts of pleasure vibrated in my co

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thered over mine without a warning, his

his and struggled to break free from him, but how

s tongue over his lips, enjoyin

g new things? From the look of things, you want to be fucked, but you're held back by the shackles of

much for someone who looked like a player. The plan was to

ling that I'd regret this once the

hind it. I wondered how he'd feel when he discovered t

u fuck me nice and clean and tomorrow we'll pretend like nothing ever happened. What d

es, hoping that he'd refuse so that I'd have a reason t

getting to his feet. His hand found its way a