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“Does it feel good, Isabella?” She nods. “Does it feel good knowing that I’m watching you fuck yourself with your fingers?”
“Santos!” “I’m no santo, baby. When it comes to fucking you, I will be everything but a saint.”
“Make me forget. Break your promise. Touch me, make me forget about every single thing. Remind me that I’m yours, and only yours.” “You’re mine and always will be.”
“Tell me that I’m yours,” Isabella begs once again as my lips make their way down her neck. I open my mouth over her skin and bite down. Marking her. “Every inch of you is mine,”
