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21-at her obedience
Rodion
___ “I'm not answering any fucking question!” That brought a smile to my lips. “Very well then.” I made a step to her. “Let's see how far you can take it.” I caged her under my arms. The fear in her eyes sent waves of satisfaction through my veins. It was like magic how I could make someone have that look. A smile crept on my lips at the realization that the girl had been afraid even before I started. I trapped a fragile body under my power. The shaky exhale she let out rang in my ears, creating a perfect symphony. I loved to see that look, begging me to stop, but that always incited the desire to explore more. Do more. I wanted, no, I needed that look so bad. Her cheeks turned red as she struggled for breath, or perhaps my hand slipping beneath her woolen top. Her skin was so warm against my hand. I could feel her texture, the smoothness against my palm. I moved my hands roughly on her back until I could feel the bra clips. SheRelated chapters
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The Mafia And The Fake Wife 23- a sinful touch
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The Mafia And The Fake Wife 24-sinfully sweet
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The Mafia And The Fake Wife 25-say my name
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The Mafia And The Fake Wife 26-haunting dreams
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The Mafia And The Fake Wife 27-expensive deals
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The Mafia And The Fake Wife 28-to confess
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The Mafia And The Fake Wife 29-something dark
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