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“No one saves you. I paid. I keep. Say my name.” “Dominic.” “Louder isn’t an option,” he said. “Say it into the glass.” “Dominic,” I whispered, and he bottomed out and I shuddered. He reached around and found my clit and rubbed in slow circles timed to his hips and I was already wet from the day, from the fear of being seen, from him. “You’re dripping,” he said at my ear. “You stood there catching up and your cunt was still full of me from lunch. Did he know that? Did you tell your ex you spend your days getting fucked on a schedule?”