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“Cassius…”

Then he flattens his palainst my chest and slides his hand under the he ain, harder We both ers inch ever closer to my clit, the red-hot center of my body It feels swollen and heavy ant

Like the torturer that he is, he slides right around ers instead, trailing his fingers along rins, his lips s where they’re still pressed to aze down at me, eyes lidded with desire

“You feel hoet you are?” he murmurs

“For you,” I whisper, arching up to ainst hi him

But I won’t beg Not yet

He pushesto let you coirl?”

I s hard “Maybe?” I try, catching his eye with a spark in mine

His grin widens “Oh, Manila We are only just getting started I aain, then up acrosspulse begging to be touched Damn him

I gasp faintly as he spreads er inside ht there…”

He stops halfway inside me and licks my lips “Tell me, Manila, have you fantasized about me?”

“Yes,” I gasp,

His finger slides deeper inside me, all the way in “Good Because I have fantasized about you, too All night All day” He nipsof pain

He slides another finger into roan louder