My Masked Stalker (Hollowbrook Haunted House #1)

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Luna

I van is the name of the man I lusted after for so many years. Ivan is the man who made me come so hard I nearly passed out, and whose long, thick cock plowed through my well-used pussy.

His cum is what leaked out of my swollen, throbbing cunt every day for weeks.

He made my fantasies come to life, and I knew for sure that I couldn’t live without a masked man in my life.

I wonder if his removing the mask would remove the mystery and if the magic would disappear once I knew his name and face.

But one day, lying in bed, curiosity got the better of me as I tugged on his mask.

He is a sight to behold. I recognize his grey eyes anywhere, and his shaggy blonde strands framing his clean-shaven face perfectly.

Ivan has a gorgeous angular jaw, high cheekbones, and full lips. I can never dream of anyone more beautiful than him.

“So this is the man who owns me,” I murmured as I leaned in to kiss him.

He smirked, and fuck, was he sexy. Just that smile made me raring to go again, ready to explore other ways he could make me come.

“And this is the woman about to sit on my face,” he crooned, dragging me against him as I squealed, swatting him playfully.

And I did, and fuck, was it amazing.