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“Tilt that pussy” I pound into her asrunt out in satisfaction
“Fuck me harder”
“Shut yourher up, and i her on my cock “You know the rules” I bite down on her earlobe, causing her to whi you unless I tell you to”
She nods, and I push her back down My hand slides up her back to her neck, pressing her face deeper into the mattress
I pound into her harder until I feel her walls cla le She’s a tiny little thing, but I know she can take ive her I pull her hips up, slowingher walls She’s so wet that, every time my cock slides out, it’s shiny with her come I pull out of her and flip us so she’s on top
“Rideher once more
Her body starts bouncing up and down, her tits dancing in e, natural Ds should look aard on her tiny fra about this worab her hips, holding her in place as I fuck up into her Then I coht little pussy
“I love you,” she says quietly
I tug her down on top ofthe top of her head I had no idea when I e my life, but slowly, this waif of woman has burrowed under my skin
“Love you too, Beautiful” I press another kiss to the top of her head And my mind drifts back to the past…
I was so fucking jaded when I found out thatan affair Then I found Chloe by accident, and seeing her for the first ti inside me I had been on my cell phone and looked up to tell h the bakeryWithout even thinking, I went across the street, and the moment I stepped inside the bakery, she turned towards the door and our eyes connected
I have never believed in love at first sight or any of that other bullshit, but that ut
I walked to the counter and realized that my client was still on the phone, so I told hi up When she stepped towards me, the scent of lavender and vanilla filled rab her and burythat it was alaze stayed connected until she was close enough to touch Then the moment was broken when an old man came around the corner and told her that he would take care of me I shook myself out of my daze, paid for a cup of coffee that would end up in the trash, and left the bakery in a rush I wasn’t fond of the feelings I was having I’d had plenty of wo different
I wanted to possess her
I needed to own her
I foughtmy driver wait outside the bakery for hours so I could watch her through theOn days when h, I had to stopher aith me
She was mine
She just didn’t know it
The first time I spoke to her in person, she smiled at me I knew she was innocent the moment I had spoken to her—her head ducked, her face turned pink, and that look sealed her fate
She would be mine
Only mine