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This time, Stanton drove her to his apartment. If Sammi didn’t know her city so well, she wouldn’t have known where he was taking her. She was that hot and bothered with the anticipation of having him inside her again. The week had felt long, what with missing Puck and worrying over his future. She was primed for the workout Stanton had promised. She’d long recuperated from the battering his c**k gave her the night they’d spent together. Now all she could do was clench and release her thighs in eagerness. They drove into an underground parking lot. He helped her out of his car, and then they were in the elevator, where he finally made a move. His demanding tongue pushed inside her mouth, turning her on yet not nearly enough. Her nails clawed at his jacket until it was stripped off his
