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Chapter 62 A Collection Gone Wrong

Aryana Santini POV

Our bodies swayed apart before he smashed up against me again, pinning me to the wall once more. My legs spread further apart, and Craig eased his hand between us, his longer fingers hovering at my core. When he palmed my mound, I took one hand off it and used it to cover my mouth. The last thing I wanted to do was to wake the little boy sleeping in the other room.

Shit.

There was a little boy sleeping in the other room.

Sure, his door was closed, but this was wrong. We were in Rocky’s apartment. I was here at Rocky’s invitation.

So what the hell was I doing with Craig?

Unlike me, Craig knew exactly what he was doing. Literally, his fingers glided over my heated slit, and I moaned in spite of myself. His thumb nudged my clit, he positioned a finger at my entrance.

“You’re going to come.” He said it as a fact, and I believed him. I wanted to. I was close. But… the damn voice in my head wouldn’t let up. The one that said this wasn’t right, no matter how good it felt.
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