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HasanTaty’s hand moved slowly at first, almost like it wasn’t her own. Shaky and reluctant. Like she was forcing her fingers to obey something her heart wanted no part of.But I felt every twitch. Every subtle shift. Every single stroke against my cock, her palm fitting around me as if it was made to be there, no matter how much her conscience screamed otherwise.And the worst part? It wasn’t enough. It never would be.I needed to be inside her. The reticence I’ve shown the past couple of days needs to be studied.Taty glanced up at me, her mouth slightly parting open — maybe for an apology, maybe for another excuse — but the words tangled in her throat. My chest tightened, my pulse out of control, and all I could see was the image that had burned itself into my brain since the retreat: me, buried between her legs and the sweet look she had on her face when she lied to me.I swallowed hard, my jaw flexing as I leaned