Slow. He rubbed my c**t in slow, agonizing circles that had me panting, my body straining against the hand that held my wrists pinned.
“Please,” I begged, unable to stop myself. My voice was broken, needy. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
His teeth caught my n****e again, biting just hard enough to send a shudder through me before he soothed it with his tongue. His hand moved lower, two thick fingers sliding inside me in one smooth thrust.
I screamed.
The stretch, the sudden fullness—it was overwhelming. My legs snapped shut instinctively, trapping his hand, but he growled, pulling back just enough to slap the inside of my thigh with sharp, commanding force.
“Open,” he ordered, voice rough, merciless.
My body obeyed instantly, legs falling apart for him, wide, exposed, vulnerable.
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