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“You’ve just made someone very happy, so I’d like to return the favor. Step out of bed and turn around,” he commands.

Biting my lip, I get on my feet, and Brandon hastily spins me around, then bends me over the bed. I gasp at his aggressiveness. He then cups my sex and lunges two fingers into me. My eyes flutter shut as his fingertips slowly fumble with my G-spot.

“Ohh…”

“So ready… and so fucking wet.” His voice grows raw, and I moan when he pulls his fingers out.

“No!” I beg breathlessly. “Please…”

“Weren’t you curious about what I thought of you the first time I saw you?” His hands slip up my belly, up to my breast, and masterfully massage me with his thumb brushing on my erect nipple.

“W-what…”

“That you’re a strong woman—opposite of the person you thought you were,” he murmurs roughly as his palms squeeze my breast.

“Well, y-you might be wrong,” I almost cried in pleasure.

“No, I wasn’t.” He plucks my nipple between his fingers. “You naturally made me want to own you. I wanted you