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MY BREASTS BOUNCED WILDLY WITH EVERY THRUST

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Chapter 7

He pulled back slightly, grey-green eyes locked on mine. They were dark with hunger and something deeper—guilt, need, conflict—all mixed together. His jaw was tight.

“Elara,” he said, his voice hoarse. “If we keep going… I won’t be gentle. I’ve held back too long.”

I looked up at him, my body still buzzing from the orgasm he had given me with his fingers. Heat pooled low in my belly again.

“I don’t want gentle,” I whispered. “I want you. All of you.”

That was all it took. A low growl
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