MAKE ME YOURS
I breathed, his name slipping from my lips like a player.
Another slap, harder this time, and I cried out, my body tensing.
What the fu..”
Before I could finish, he slammed into me, making me jerk and tears spring to my eyes. The sensation was overwhelming, and I gasped, my nails digging into the sheets as I tried to ground myself.
“Wake up,” his voice cut through the haze, sharp and insistent.
My eyes flew open, and I blinked, disoriented. The library came into focus, the bookshelves looming around me, the soft hum of the air conditioning filling the space.
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