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Chapter 58 — The Sweet Rupture
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2026-03-26 13:40:00CLÉMENCE
He is inside me.
Finally.And he fucks me as if it were the only way to erase me.
His first thrust is a thunderclap, tearing me open in one go, deep, merciless. A hoarse cry is torn from my throat, uncontrollable. My thighs clench around his hips, drawing him in even harder. He growls, animal, his fingers digging into my flesh.
— Fuck… Clémence…
His voice trembles, low, strangled. No tenderness, n
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