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And then a meaty stroke that made me groan like he was filling me up with his cock.

WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING TO ME?!

I was losing myfuckingMIND.

I wanted to comeso bad –

And I was close,so close –

And yet Icouldn’t!

“Look at me.”

The Voice again.

That sexy, overpowering growl…

A command I couldn’t disobey.

That I didn’twantto disobey.

I struggled to look into his eyes, but it wasso hard.

I was delirious with pleasure and longing and unfulfilled need.

I struggled against my bonds in frustration, which only made me hotter and want it more.

I tried pressing my hips forward, to grind my clit against his finger, so I could get some fucking release and finallyCOME –

But he would always back off, teasing me, taking me higher.

Iwantedto comeso bad –

Ineededto comeSO BAD!

“Please,” I groaned. “PLEASE!”

“Please what?” he whispered as he kept caressing me.

I wanted his cock filling me up –

I wanted it inside meso fucking bad–

“Fuck me,” I moaned.

“No. Not yet.”

I lifted my head and stared at him.

I’d never begged a guy to fuck me before and have him tell me ‘no.’

But he kept stroking me.

I was right on the fucking edge,and hewouldn’t let me come!

“What do you want?” he asked.

“I…”

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