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I was lying beneath him as his body hovered over me, his hand was sliding slowly and deliberately up my thigh, and his fingers dragging heat across my skin there, very carefully. Then he moved closer.His mouth crashed down on mine, hard and so fast, they forced my lips apart immediately. The kiss was raw and filthy, with wet slides of tongue against tongue, and so disorganized that our teeth were clashing, and his breath were like he was stealing them straight from my lungs.I kissed him back as if I was drowning too. My hands flew to his shoulders, and I held him even much closer as our mouths moved together in that crazy slick and desperate rhythm, with hungry smacks, obscene suction, and the wet click of lips parting and sealing again. The quiet room was filled with wet and greedy sounds of our lips smacking loudly, and my sharp little gasps when he pulled back just long enough to let me breathe.He kissed me like he had been starved for years, like he wanted to devour me whole.

He'd been holding still. His cock is pressed against my soaked panties, watching me shake with need.He started moving again. Slow this time. His cock was sliding up my slit through my wet panties, catching on my clit, dragging over it. The whole of it was sending sparks through my body.I gasped.Gasped with relief and torture mixed together.He's slower now, slower and more deliberate. Each stroke was long and full, making sure I feel every inch.Up. Down. Up. Down. He's steady, and relentless—building the pressure, but not rushing.His hip's moving with him.I couldn't help it, my hands help his shoulders tight."Yes. Please. Don't stop.""I won't. Not until I want to."He kept the maddening pace, just grinding against me.My pussy was throbbing, and my clit was screaming. I was so close, right on the fucking edge.He leaned down, and his lips was l

My eyes opened naturally as the morning light filtered through my curtains. There was no alarm. I literally just woke up feeling peaceful and rested.For a moment, I just lay there. This feeling was new to me. For weeks, maybe even months, I had barely slept at all. Now I was sleeping deeply and completely.I stretched slowly, raising my arms above my head while pointing my toes and arching my back slightly. There was a pleasant ache between my legs and in my thighs, and my nipples felt slightly tender. All of it served as gentle reminders of last night, and the things he had done to me.But it did not feel bad at all. It all felt very nice.My mind was clear, focused, and fully present. The anxiety that used to choke me every morning had disappeared. The obsessive spiraling thoughts were finally quiet. I felt good, very good.I feel better now, healthier and happier, and it was because of him. He had told me to take care of myself, and I

I came downstairs and found that the house was quiet. Dad's most probably at work, and my mom was out, either at a charity meeting or at work also. I was alone in the house, which was good because I needed the quiet after that memory and had surfaced during the call with Nina.I decided to make actual food instead of just grabbing snacks. I prepared a real meal, a salad with grilled chicken. I took my time with it, chopping the vegetables carefully, cooking everything properly, and plating it nicely.I sat down at the kitchen table with my plate in front of me, a glass of water beside it, and my phone nearby. The sunlight was streaming through the windows, making everything feel peaceful and warm.I took a bite and realized it was good. I was actually really hungry, even though I ate in the morning.There were no distractions, just me with my thoughts in the quiet house. That was when it hit me, harder than the previous flashes, because there was

He stepped inside the room and closed the door behind him. Then he locked it. I was sitting on my bed, waiting with my heart racing.He looked at me and took his time just looking. I was wearing sleep shorts and a tank top with no bra. It was simple and accessible. My hair was down and my face was clean, so I felt pretty.Neither of us spoke at first because the tension was thick. It felt different from the other nights since this was the last one, the end."Stand up," he said. His voice was calm and controlled.I obeyed immediately and stood up.He approached me, walking toward me slowly and deliberately. He stopped right in front of me, close enough to touch, but he did not touch me yet. He just looked down at me."Tonight is the last night.""I know.""After tonight, things change."I nodded. "You said that.""Tonight, you're going back to the glass room." My stomach dropped at those words.