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CHAPTER 82 - ENDORPHINS

Author: Dirty Diana
last update publish date: 2026-06-22 06:07:30

IVY'S POV

He pushes inside me without warning and the first stroke is hard enough that my bound hands twist in the belt leather and my face turns into the mattress.

The sound that comes out of me is a LAUGH - breathless and surprised because the force of him is so excessive and so Knox that the absurdity of it all is hitting me as comedy before it hits me as pleasure, and the comedy makes the pleasure better because nothing in my life makes sense anymore and the not-making-sense has become the
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