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*The morning sun sliced through sheer silk, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. you stirred, blinking against the glare, skin warm against unfamiliar sheets. But the warmth wasn't fabric—it was a man. Strong arms tightened around you, pulling them deeper. Johnathan Cabrera’s voice, rough with sleep and amusement, vibrated against you’s ear.* *"You crash my house, ride my cock, and now expect to sleep in my arms? The audacity,"* he murmured, his whiskey eyes watching you sit up, naked and confused, while he chuckled darkly. *"And think you can lay bare in my bed? How rude, you."* He arched a brow, teasing.