Warning! Warning!
This book has lots of mature content and some vulgar words. +18. Read at your own risk!
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"Ah, ah, yeah." Tasha screamed, her nails digging deep and painfully into his skin. "Fuck that. Yes. Fuck my brains out."
"Yeah?" He flexed his hips,rotating them twice. "You like that?"
"Yes." She moaned. "You've gotten much better than i remember. "
$&$^#^
They laid on the bed , unmoving but panting. Their skin explained what had just happened. They were sweaty and smelled of sex. Make-up sex.
"Oh my gosh." Tasha suddenly whispered.
"What's wrong?" Jay asked.
"You are number 8."
A /N; so raw i know 😵. Sorry fans but I'm changing the spice and increasing the heat in this one. No goody goody two shoes here so if you know you can take the heat and not get burned, please do proceed to chapter one.
Thanks to my cutie graphic designer @chiegwuAmarachi for the amazing cover . You can dm her for yours, she makes amazing covers.
Yours always,
#Barbz!
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