Inside Marissa's Heart
"Not yet... Not... yet..."
Yet Marissa's desperate plea pierced through the haze of their shared desire, her words a fierce rebellion against the restraint binding them. With frantic urgency, she tossed her head on the pillow, her body quivering with the desperate need for release. "Now, now, now," she repeated, her voice a desperate chant echoing in the air.
As the first tiny spasms of pleasure surged deep within her, Marissa's body blazed with an unstoppable intensity, the rush of ecstasy flooding her senses. Driven by primal instinct, Efrain yielded to the onslaught of sensation, his actions growing more urgent, more desperate.
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