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CHAPTER 009

Author: Kate Ray
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-10 02:31:34

The moment his tongue met mine I shuddered in relief, I had wanted this so much. If someone had asked.

Why are you so hell bent on doing this?

The answer was that I don’t know. Ever since that handshake I had just wanted him, he made me aroused in a way that no one could ever do. The strangest thing was that he barely had to do anything. All he had to do was stare at me then bam! My panties would get soaked to the fiber.

I sighed into his kiss as he groped my breast. He spun around and slammed me into a nearby wall. His gaze was half lidded and he seemed to be staring at me, and only me. He went lower, biting my earlobe and I let out a wail of pleasure. I clutched his hair so tight that I was afraid I would rip it off.

His fingers found my clit and without warning he shoved his fingers inside. I writhed in his arms as he moved it in and out.

“Oh God” I moaned and he chuckled.

“God?” He grinned at me. “I think it’s ‘oh Mark’ actually” he said and I nodded, too caught up in the pleasu
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