“No. I don’t want you to stop.” Somehow, my cock grew even harder at her admission until it was throbbing incessantly in my jeans, desperate for her. Just like fucking always. “Good girl. Tell me what you’re reading and why it made you slip your hand between your thighs and touch that sweet little pussy.” “Oh my god,” she murmured, barely more than a breath. Definitely not something she’d intended for me to hear. Then, louder, she said, “Are you sure about this?” “Are you?” She hesitated for only a second before biting her lower lip and nodding. “The words, chaos. I need the words.” “I’m
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