"You came for revenge. Too bad you're about to get fucked instead," he says darkly against my lips, waves of heat blazing through my traitorous body at his deep, husky voice.I stifle a moan as his hand smoothly glides down my stomach to cup my core. The sensation is intoxicating, but I hate it.I hate him, I remind myself."Get away from me, you disgusting pervert," I sneer, wanting to shove him off me, but I struggle to do that.Not because his physical hold on me is that firm and inescapable, but because my heart is already racing with excitement and anticipation at his touch.His lips curl into a dangerous smirk, his surreal dark-green eyes gleaming with mischief as he rubs his fingers between the sensitive skin of my thighs.Clutching onto him, I shudder unintentionally when he pushes my panties to one side and drags one of his thick digits past my damp folds. My heart hammers, and my hands, pressed to his chest, falter.Gosh, this is embarrassing. How can I possibly be wet in th
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