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Chapter 38 — The Confession (Dorian)

Author: Queen Bee
last update publish date: 2026-05-01 20:48:32

She was mounted on me, her hips moving in a rhythm that alternated between devotion and madness, and the sensation of déjà vu didn’t escape me. It was as if my body remembered every wave of pleasure she had ever given me, even when my mind had been submerged in forgetfulness.

Her black hair fell over her shoulders like a night veil, the tips brushing my chest with each movement, and her dark eyes fixed on me with an intensity that made me forget where I ended and she began. There was something
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