Ex's Regret: 'I Still Crave Your Cock'

In a dimly lit bar, our exes lock eyes, the past resurfacing like a bitter taste. She can't help but notice how his jeans hug his ass, how his shirt clings to his chest. He catches her staring, a smirk playing on his lips. 'You're still hungry for it, aren't you?' he growls, leaning in. She swallows hard, her heart pounding. 'I... I can't help it,' she confesses, her voice barely above a whisper. He grins, knowing he's still got her, and she knows she's in for a night of reckless, passionate, fucking.

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