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My voice is a tenuous little sound, soft and frightened, and his brow lines “No I don’t play games, Mercy”

He releaseshis ar to pull him back “Let ame”

He catchesme beneath him

“Why are you here? You need it?”

His words are so cruel and full of anger It’s as if he really did hit me Still, I have to make him hear me “No!”

“Then tell me why I’ll tell you if I understand”

His grip on h the pain “I want you I only want you Not him”

“Now and not yesterday?” He releasesto leave “No thanks”

“Wait!” I scrahim from the front “Listen to me!”

My breasts are pressed against his chest as I hold his neck Our faces are so close, and we’re both breathing fast

“I wanted you yesterday” His green eyes focus onup to my eyes, which I hope are filled with all the desperation I feel

An angry noise erupts fro ht I’m temporarily winded, and I don’t have tis open with his knee I’s when…

“Oh, god!” I cry out He pushes into me from behind in one violent thrust

“Is this what you want?” he growls

Gripping both my arms, he pump