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Chapter 35: Burning Desire

Author: Ruth Benneth
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-22 18:53:44

Annabel’s POV

Gently, I slipped from his grip. My steps carried me closer to the wall, my back pressing against it as cold shivers raced down my spine. Swaying my hips seductively, like I was performing in a goddamn movie, while Daniel sat on the bed. His legs widely parted, his hands gripping the bedsheets tightly.

My hands ran slowly over my body, from my neck to my face, cupping my breasts, then down to my core, before licking my fingers.

I pushed my panties to the side and slid my fingers in, curling them around my aching length. My walls clenched, greedily tightening around my fingers, making it a little difficult to pull out. My fingers slipped out, only to plunge back in again and again. Starting slow, then quickening with every thrust.

He watched me with desperate desire burning through him. I kept stroking myself faster and harder, about to be released when he noticed it.

“Enough,” he commanded.

The movement stopped abruptly, my heart racing as shock washed over
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