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The Angel Tiffany Reisz 14510K 2023-09-03

Søren slid his hand behind her neck and forced her toa black pleated skirt and combat boots," he said, and Nora knew no ht him, he would win "You had scrapes on your knees and wore too much eye makeup And I would have laid you out on the altar, beaten you and taken your virginity in front of God, Christ, all his saints and angels, and the entire church that very day had I one ounce less of self-control I would have drunk the blood off your thighs, turned you onto your stoed gedso hard she thought it would burst from her chest

"I wouldn’t have stopped," he said and shoved his hand hard into her Nora cried out; the clih her stomach and hips as her inner ers

She lay underneath hiasm that was so intense her lower back spasmed After a few ain

"You cheated"

"I can’t i to," Søren said, carefully pulling his hand out of her sore opening

"You brought up the day we "

Søren rolled onto his back and Nora crawled on top of his chest and collapsed against hi with two young ?"

Nora grinned up at him

"Jealous?"

"Not even remotely," he said and she kneas true Søren’s certainty in her love for hihtest hint of jealousy He couldn’t care less who she had sex with as long as he owned her More than not caring, Søren was aroused by the sight and thought of her with otheras no one hurt her--that was his job alone

"Speaking of jealous, Simone and Robin said they’d happily take irls, both of the to spend the suuys, the least she could do for Søren was arrange for him to have access to two of the most beautiful, well-trained and discreet subround She kneouldn’t have sex with the twotwo ht

"Now I’ confessions in--" Søren paused and glanced at the clock on the fireplace mantel "--four hours"

Nora winced

"Shit, I knew there was so I was supposed to do before I left Will you have ti?" she asked She’dthe past week but had cootten Wasn’t her fault She bla her fifty pages to revise in two days

"I can hear it now if you like"

Sitting up, Nora buttoned Søren’s shirt over her brsts Søren rolled up and faced her And although he too wore his black pants and nothing else, the one, and she now sat in the presence of her priest alone