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Author: Golden Butterfly
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ELISE

“Kieran… please.” I finally manage only a raw and pleading whisper.

I am utterly exposed, sprawled across his desk. My legs are open and my nipples reddened by his hands with his finger still inside me.

I am begging him, shameless and desperate… my pride in tatters.

And that’s when he finally reacts.

I see the evidence of his arousal. Of a bulge straining against his gray suit pants, the heat radiating through the fabric. It’s the only sign he’s affected at all, but it’s enough. For a moment, I’m not alone in this.

“You’re aroused,” I whisper, needing to know I’m not the only one unraveling.

Kieran raises an eyebrow as if he’s indifferent to his own reaction.

The air between us hums with tension… a silent battle of wills.

“So you’ll help me, right?” My voice is firmer than I expect, defiant despite my vulnerability.

His fingers are still inside me.

I hold his gaze, refusing to back down.

Even aroused, Kieran’s face remains impassive like a Greek statue, handsome and unmoved by de
Golden Butterfly

I'm off to bed. Good night, everyone. :)

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    ELISEMy body accommodates him, entirely helpless against the relentless rhythm of his savage thrusts.The constant pressure of his thick length plunging deep inside sends electric waves through me. My toes curl and legs tighten just to stay standing.His movements are unyielding and merciless. My face scraps across the desk with each powerful jabs, making my cheeks grow red and raw from friction.I bite down hard on my lip guard, stifling moans that threaten to reveal my struggle. I'm not sure what I'm fighting against, but deep down, I refuse to make any more lewd sounds in this room where dignity seems forgotten.Smack! Another brutal strike rocks into my soft flesh under his grip and my curvy butt bears red imprints from his fingers. My shoulder blades strain upwards like butterfly wings from exertion while black hairs spread messily across my back, swaying helplessly with his movements, creating a stunning tableau of black against flesh.Between my legs blazes red from his pound

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