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I’m going to fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

Author: Mayah Kevins
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-15 16:16:01

My breath comes in short gulps—shallow and fast.

Hyperventilating.

My lungs feel heavy, compressed like I’m breathing through water.

I can’t breathe. Not when every gasp of air I manage to drag in is soaked in his scent—deep, woodsy, edged with the faint spice of something darker.

Not when he’s standing so close I can feel the heat of his fury radiating off him in waves, as if even his ears could steam.

He looks straight at my face, his eyes cold, his expression stoic.

Silence—thick, oppressive—wraps around me like a shroud under his sharp scrutiny. The only sound is the wind whispering through the hedges.

I feel like I could crumble under the pressure.

The fine hairs on the back of my neck prickle, and a shiver creeps down my spine.

My heart hammers inside my chest as he lifts his large arm at a deliberately slow pace.

“Ohh God, I'm not gonna survive this blow,” I mumble to myself, flinching while I shut my eyes, instinct kicking in, waiting for the impact.

“Then you should hav
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