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The touch sent a shiver down her spine, memories flooding back — his hands on her skin, his lips against hers, the nights they had spent tangled together in this very room. She pulled back sharply, her voice shaking. “You’re cruel. Using this place, using our past, to trap me.” “I’m not trapping you,” Andres said, his voice low, steady. “I’m reminding you. Because you keep pretending it was nothing. You keep pretending we were just a mistake. But this place proves you wrong.” Her anger flared again, but beneath it was something she couldn’t deny. “You think you can blackmail me with memories? With feelings I’ve already buried?”

“I’m not some fucking chess piece for you to play with.” “That’s exactly what you are sweet Gwen and I’m going to prove it.” He winked slowly, still hellbent on toying with me. The worst part was that I was turned on by it. All of it. As much as I wanted to run away, I also wanted Tom Blackthorn to rip my clothes off and fuck me with brutal force. I wanted his fists wrapped around my throat, while I came hard on his cock. “You’re such a fucking control freak,” I growled. My breaths were coming out short and raspy. “You—you keep playing these games with me, toying with my fucking life. You’re fucking twisted.”

I was nothing but a toy between them—Damon using my mouth, Sterling finger-fucking me ruthlessly, my body betraying me with every gush of wetness. Damon pulled free, strings of spit connecting us. He slapped his cock against my cheek, laughing. “She’s a fucking mess already.” Sterling withdrew his fingers, shoving them between my lips. “Clean them.” I sucked greedily, moaning at the taste of myself. Sterling’s eyes darkened. “Bend her over.” Damon flipped me, pressing my chest flat against the desk, my ass in the air. Sterling moved behind me, unzipping his pants.

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