I kept moaning beneath Damian's body, my voice breaking between ragged breaths. Every touch burned me, every movement sent waves of pleasure I could barely control.But in between, occasionally, shadows of the past appeared in my mind, when he left me eighteen years ago, when I sat on the floor of my empty room holding my growing belly."Never look for me," he said coldly.I immediately pushed that shadow away. I didn't want to remember it.If I'm being honest, Damian had become very skilled in bed. He wasn't awkward like before. Back then he was always in a hurry, impatient, often making me feel uncomfortable. But now every movement was measured, every touch knew exactly where to land. He'd learned a lot over the years, and it felt so good."I love you," he whispered again, his breath warm against my ear.I responded with a moan, saying nothing. Damian kept moving, his large, hot body pressing me into the mattress. I felt his hands squeeze my waist, then roam to my back, pulling me c
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