Love in lies
His fingers climbed higher, finding the sensitive juncture between my legs.
He teased me, never quite giving me what my body was now desperately crying out for. My breath was coming in as short ragged gasps, I was lost in the haze of sensation, completely at his mercy. He slipped his hands into my hole and began to stroke. This was wrong, so wrong, but it felt so incredibly right.
He positioned himself fully against me, as I felt his hard cock through his trousers, I snapped out of my daze.
This was my first time, and it was with him, this man I feared, this man who saw me as a means to an end, not a person to be loved.
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