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Chapter 48 (SSPG)

Author: Anne Lars
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-02 22:20:30

**Demetri's POV**

I stretched out on the cold floor, my body tense with anticipation. She climbed on top of me, her eyes dark and heavy-lidded, and guided my throbbing cóck to her wet entrance.

With a slow, deliberate motion, she lowered herself onto me, her slick heat engulfing my length. A low, guttural groan rumbled in my chest as I filled her, the tight, constricting sensation sending a jolt of pure, raw pleasure through me.

Her moan echoed mine, a sound of mingled pain and pleasure, as she settled fully onto me. I gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her flesh, as she began to move, riding me with a slow, sensual rhythm.

The friction of our bodies, the wet, slick heat, sent waves of intensity. But I could feel her weakening above me, her movements slow and unsteady. She seemed drained, struggling to find the strength to move.

Without hesitation, I pulled her closer, wrapping my arms around her waist to take control. I guided the rhythm, each movement deliberate, des
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