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The Ritual Shantel Tessier 10830K 2023-08-28

“Look at me,” I order softly

She opens thes wide open for me, but my eyes fall to watchher tits bounce and her eyes fall closed She’s coain once more as I am

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

BLAKELY

HE REMOVES THE tape fro me flinch, and pulls the underwear fro He undoesbody into his

I kneas Ryat before he even spoke to me I have the feel of his hands down I know the touch of his lips And I kno he fucks My body has never been so alive I’ve never co uy I’ve ever slept with But even when I fantasized about it in the past, I’ve never come like that

“Shh,” he soothes me while I lie on my side, my face buried into his shirt in this unfa my bare back

I squinthiuilty,” I admit softly

He pullsaway the tears “Don’t Don’t do that to yourself, Blake”

“I got off” I s the lump in my throat “I liked it” Shame washes over me like a heavy wave

“That’s okay,” he tells me “It was a fantasy, Blake I wanted you to enjoy it”

A ser part is ashaht, voice, and restrainedwith joy I laid in the back of the car crying and breathing into that hood, so turned on I kept hearing Matt’s voice, saying how fucked up I a it

He pulls away, reaching out for the nightstand Then he’s handing me a bottle of water “Here, drink this”

I sit up and take a drink,so bad, Ianother, I hand it back to hi back down, I sniff, and he settles back down next tome

“I’m sorry,” I whisper, not really sure what I’ to say to him at the moment

“Don’t be” He sighs “There’s no reason to be sorry Fantasies don’t hurt anyone, Blake” Feeling his lips on my hair, he kisses it softly I closeand stop crying It feels like hours, buthurts My body is exhausted Pulling away fro