LENA'S POVI couldn't form words anymore.My mind had dissolved into a white-hot void of pure sensation, my body nothing more than a vessel for the pleasure he was ripping from me in relentless waves.I could only watch, my vision blurred with unshed tears, as his hand reached for the rose again."Turn over, baby," he commanded, his voice a low growl that sent shivers racing down my spine.My limbs felt foreign—heavy, uncooperative, as if they belonged to someone else. I tried to move, but my body refused to obey.He didn't wait for compliance.His hands gripped my hips, firm and unyielding, and he rolled me onto my stomach with effortless control."Up," he said, his palm landing with a sharp smack against my ass. "Ass up. Now."I whimpered, but I obeyed—or tried to. I pushed myself onto my knees, my face pressing into the pillow as I arched my back for him, offering myself up. My ass rose in the air, my chest flat against the mattress, the position leaving me completely exposed, utte
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