His Sinful Desire
The intensity of his desire grew, a dark, thrilling urge he couldn’t shake and his hands skimmed lower, reaching for his cock that throbbed within the fabrics confinement.
As his imagination grew wild, he jerked himself off, his breathing coming off as rugged and quick.
She wore a mask of innocence and he couldn’t wait to rip it off and taint her soul till the memory of every man that had ever touched her was forgotten.
He fought to dominate her. And he knew it was only a matter of time before he did. She was his to break and his to heal.
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CLARISSA
The second I got out of the room, I dialed the first number that came to mind, my hands trembling with anger. The club was noisy on the
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