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But there’s a reason it’s called a crush and not something nicer. Because falling for someone you know will never want you back is crushing.
“I don’t do sweet and gentle,” he warns. “If you’re looking for a prince, he’s not me. I want my belt around your throat. I want to fuck you so hard, your nails leave scars on my back. If I kiss you, you’re mine.”
“I hope you know what you’ve just unleashed, little flower. You’re not going anywhere now.” There’s no going back. I’m his. I belong to Wes Novak.
“I know, baby. You’re doing amazing. You’re taking my cock like such a fucking good girl.”

