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Little slut

Gavriel's POV

I slipped my mask on and walked into the private suite with a spring to my step. I needed this. I needed her. Today had been pure torture. Camille Caldwell would be the fucking death of me at this rate. I couldn't get rid of the image of her sucking on her marvelous tits in the dressing room.  

If I wasn't being held back by my damned principles, I would have her against the wall. I would have fucked those tits, then fucked her pussy as well.  

I want you too, she had said. The little girl didn't know just how far I could take her words, did she?  

"Welcome sir," 

She stood in the living room wearing a black lingerie. I loved the way the material contrasted her skin. There was a wide smile on her face.  

"Well you're here early," I murmured, shedding off my jacket. My hands reached for t

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