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“
So
you
want
me
to
fuck
you
again
?
”
he
whispers
in
my
ear
,
and
he
begins
to
trail
featherlight
kisses
around
my
ear
and
down
my
neck
.
His
hand
moves
down
,
skimming
my
waist
,
over
my
hip
,
and
down
my
thigh
to
the
back
of
my
knee
.
He
pushes
my
knee
up
higher
,
and
my
breath
hitches
…
What
’
s
he
doing
now
?
He
shifts
so
he
’
s
between
my
legs
,
pressed
against
my
back
,
and
his
hand
travels
up
my
thigh
to
my
behind
.
He
caresses
my
cheek
slowly
,
and
then
trails
his
fingers
down
between
my
legs
.
“
I
’
m
going
to
take
you
from
behind
,
Anastasia
,
”
he
murmurs
,
and
with
his
other
hand
,
he
grasps
my
hair
at
the
nape
in
a
fist
and
pulls
gently
,
holding
me
in
place
.
I
cannot
move
my
head
.
I
am
pinioned
beneath
him
,
helpless
.
“
You
are
mine
,
”
he
whispers
.
“
Only
mine
.
Don
’
t
forget
it
.
”
His
voice
is
intoxicating
,
his
words
heady
,
seductive
.
I
feel
his
growing
erection
against
my
thigh
.
His
long
fingers
reach
around
to
gently
massage
my
clitoris
,
circling
slowly
.
His
breath
is
soft
against
my
face
as
he
slowly
nips
me
along
my
jaw
.
“
You
smell
divine
.
”
He
nuzzles
behind
my
ear
.
His
hand
rubs
against
me
,
around
and
around
.
Reflexively
,
my
hips
start
to
circle
,
mirroring
his
hand
,
as
excruciating
pleasure
spikes
through
my
blood
like
adrenaline
.
“
Keep
still
,
”
he
orders
,
his
voice
soft
but
urgent
,
and
slowly
he
inserts
his
thumb
inside
me
,
rotating
it
around
and
around
,
stroking
the
front
wall
of
my
vagina
.
The
effect
is
mind
-
blowing
—
all
my
energy
concentrating
on
this
one
small
space
inside
my
body
.
I
moan
.
“
You
like
this
?
”
he
asks
softly
,
his
teeth
grazing
my
outer
ear
,
and
he
starts
to
flex
his
thumb
slowly
,
in
,
out
,
in
,
out
…
his
fingers
still
circling
.
I
close
my
eyes
,
trying
to
keep
my
breathing
under
control
,
trying
to
absorb
the
disordered
,
chaotic
sensations
that
his
fingers
are
unleashing
on
me
,
fire
coursing
through
my
body
.
I
moan
again
.
“
You
’
re
so
wet
,
so
quickly
.
So
responsive
.
Oh
,
Anastasia
,
I
like
that
.
I
like
that
a
lot
,
”
he
whispers
.
