Chapter 97 STORY 26 - FUCKING MR. ANONYMOUS (II)

My back hits the wall and his mouth hits mine. Not gentle – nothing about this is gentle – but consuming, devouring, his tongue sliding against mine while his hands grip my waist hard enough to bruise.

I moan into his mouth and he swallows it.

“I’ve wanted to do this since you walked in,” he growls ...

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