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WAR MAKES STRANGE BEDFELLOWS

“James, you don’t want to do this. You’d be forcing yourself on me. That’s not what you want, is it?” Trisha found herself backed up against the back of a love seat by James.

His gaze now showed his hunger. Trisha couldn’t hide that fact that in this enclosed space with her secret desire for him. His scent was the tipping point for her. Clearly, he’d hit his tipping point a while back. His growling revealed his need to fuck, and he stalked her, hunting for a willing partner. Trisha couldn’t deny she’d secretly dreamed of passing her time making out with him. Heck, not just making out with him. She’d woken several times as her body orgasmed at the thought of fucking him.

“By the time I fuck you, you’ll be begging me to finish.”

She had to think of something to bring him to his senses before she lost hers. He was right, he probably could get her to a state she’d beg him to fuck her. “Well, do a good enough job and I’ll think about keeping you. Never m
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