Finally, he snapped. Killian rose in a seated position, his hands circling my hips, digging hard into my flesh. I was certain his touch would leave bruises tomorrow morning. This new position pushed me farther down onto his cock, the tip of him hitting deep inside of me. My hands flew to his shoulders, nail digging into his flesh. Fire burned through my veins and my core tightened around him. The deep ache in the pit of my stomach grew fierce, spreading through my body. I burned. I ached, with such exquisite pain. With almost a frantic need, my pace quickened. I bounced up and down on his hard
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