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I collapsed onto the bed, my body still trembling from the orgasms he had wrung out of me.
I had barely gotten on my knees when I heard fabric tearing.
I went still.
The sound of his robe hitting the floor made my stomach clench. I didn't need to look to know what had happened.
He was naked behind me.
His raw essence pulsed from his body in a way that didn't before, making the fine hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Chills rippled down my arms despite the warmth of the chamber.
My core hummed.
I did not like how my body was already anticipating what was about to happen. My body was still tingling from the maddening things he had done.
His knuckles brushed against my folds.
A violent jolt ripped through me.
My thighs clamped together instinctively, but the damage was already done.
The brief contact had sent sparks scattering through my oversensitive flesh, throbbing with an ache that made me want to lash out at him.
