When the wave recedes, he lifts me from the washer and sets me on shaking legs. I’ve left a large wet spot on the machine, but I don’t care. I’m not ashamed of the proof of what I’ve just experienced. His erection strains against his fly, and I expect him to take me. At this point, I would let him. Instead, he takes the robe tie and fastens it around my waist, concealing my body once more. With a sinful smirk, he looks down at me, and I almost rip off my robe and climb him like a tree. But I take a deep breath and try to remember my morals. The man did abduct me, after all. I let him make me
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