“Now, that I’d gotten a taste, I wanted more of her.”
“Ahhh…” I moaned when he twisted my nipple with one hand and began to pull down on my leggings with the other. “n-no… Koji…”
“You fucking tease.” He pulled on my tank top, yanking it off my shoulders with a tear down the center, revealing my lace bra to the unforgiving darkness. The fabric tangled around my arms and he growled, pulling it the rest of the way off and tossed it to the floor.
I grabbed his wrist, but my strength was no match for him while he effortlessly kneaded my breast. “Please, don’t do this.”
I begged after expressing how much I hated him the night before, yet my pussy pulsed uncontrollably. He was playing with me and I knew it.
“I’m not stopping anything, little girl. Not until I’ve filled you up and made you my little cream-filled gift.”
…just how much was I lying to myself?
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