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I forgot everything she went through and I just freed myself. She demanded it, but she didn’t know she woke up the demon inside me.

I was her sin. And she knew it.

“You shouldn’t have said that, Annalise,” I growled, grabbing my length.

Her gaze fell on me and I noticed how hard she swallowed. She instinctively pulled her legs apart, offering me enough space to come closer to her.

“Breathe, Annalise,” I whispered when I pressed the tip of my shaft on her clit.

Her eyes continued to stay on our intimate parts, and as I started to slowly push into her, the most beautiful moans left her mouth and I felt how I was about to explode.

She was perfect.

She let her hands fall on my back and with a gentle touch, she instructed me to move.

And I fucking did it.

I thrust inside her and fucking God, how good it felt.

I let myself fall over her, kissing her pouty lips to taste every moan she let out to fill the room. She was moving with me, rolling her hips and biting my lower lip once in a while.

I couldn't resist more.

The tension was building up inside my body and I hated myself for that.

But she was nothing I’ve ever experienced before because she was the first woman I’ve truly loved.

“I love you, Maksen Brown,” she whispered, moaning even louder. “I love you for everything you’re making me feel, and for…Oh, God!”

She arched her back as I started moving frantically inside her.

Her nails dug inside my skin and her walls fluttered around my cock. She came all over me and her body was gripped by shockwaves as I continued to offer her one quick thrust all at once.

I loved her.

I fucking loved her.

And I fucking loved fucking her.

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ANNALISE

“Do you want me to bring you something to drink?” I said as I pulled his t-shirt over my head.

He was sitting on the top of the bed, completely naked and exhausted. It was a marvelous picture I could look at for the rest of my life.

I couldn’t get over my shyness though because his bulge was looking at me, but I couldn’t not look at it.

He made love with me and I loved it. I felt everything bad going away and I finally let myself feel free. But now that it has ended, I ached for his touch again.

“Annalise?”

“Oh, yes, I’m sorry. I’ve got lost in my thoughts,” I said, scratching my forehead. “You said you want something to drink?”

His lips curved into a smirk as he looked down to my naked legs.

“I said that I want something to eat.”

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