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Seal's Plaything — Cassandra Dee
He wants to use my body. Mason Jones is the hottest SEAL I've ever seen. But he's not into anything serious. And in exchange for a wild night tearing up the sheets, I agree to keep it casual. So I let him call me Pussycat. Sweet thing. Pretty baby. Because it doesn't matter, right? It's just no strings hook-up. But the problem is that I keep coming back for more. I keep begging the SEAL. Worshipping him. Panting and pleading. On my knees and bent over every which way. Because I desperately want Mason … But what if he doesn't want me back? What if I'm just the SEAL's plaything?
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