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SUBMITTING TO THE ENEMY PART XII

Penulis: Nancy Grey
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-09-08 06:06:07

I whimpered softly into his mouth, the sound muffled but still clear enough for him to hear. He chuckled low in his chest, the vibration rumbling against my lips, smug and satisfied. “So responsive,” he murmured between kisses, his words brushing hot against my mouth.

I tried to press my legs together, tried to trap the heat building inside me, but his hand slid between, parting them with a firm, unyielding grip. His fingers stroked higher, brushing over the sensitive skin just shy of where I needed him most. The teasing made me gasp, my nails digging into his shirt as if that could anchor me.

“Emiliano…” His name slipped out in a shaky whisper, unbidden, betraying me.

“Yes, little bunny?” he breathed against my lips, his smirk curving wickedly. “Say it again.”

I shook my head weakly, refusing, but he only rewarded my silence with another slow brush of his fingers against my inner thigh, so close it made my stomach tighten and my body arch toward him.

My lips parted with another soft
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