My Stepdaddy Is My Sexy Professor
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Ezekiel (ML)
Please, have a seat,
Ezekiel said, motioning toward the bed.
I nodded, my gaze falling on the bed. My heart started pounding as I stared at it. Memories flooded my mind—images of the night when Ezekiel and my mom had been together. On that very edge of the bed, I knew they had been intimate. The thought stirred something inside me that I couldn’t explain.
With a deep sigh, I slowly sat on the same spot, trying to ignore the mental images that crept into my head. As I looked at Ezekiel, a question nagged at me—did they do it here every night?
Suddenly, Ezekiel’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
Ezekiel (ML)
What happened, Isabella?
His brows furrowed slightly, concern evident in his tone.
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