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... forward, his hands sliding back to my waist. There was something feral in his eyes—like he hadn’t gotten enough, like the taste of me still lingered in his mind and drove him insane.
"Lie back," he murmured, voice low, hoarse, commanding.
My breath hitched. "W-what?"
He didn’t repeat himself. Instead, he gently guided me down onto the back seat, pushing aside the mess of my skirt. His fingers hooked under my panties, dragging them down slowly—agonizingly slow—his eyes ne ...
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