Marc’s voice was deep and husky as he moaned, “Was he this hard?”
Leah’s lips parted, but nothing but a rush of breath released.
He stroked her fingers up and down his length. “Was he this big?” Her fingers curled as she cupped him and felt the heaviness. Marc put his lips against her ear, and his warm breath sent a chill down her spine. “Was he this hot for you?”
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