It was one simple command, his voice gravelly and low. My lips parted and he pushed his two fingers into my mouth. I sucked, like he had commanded me to. The taste of me was musky and strange, but it was the utter filthiness of this situation that made my core clench again. As if one climax wasn’t enough. As if my body wanted more. My tongue swirled around his fingers before he pulled away with a low snarl. Like he had snapped. His mouth landed on mine, hard and bruising. He didn’t just kiss me. He devoured me, like a mad man. Like an obsessed man who had been denied this kiss for far too
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