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... ssion, or desire, not even lust, but with anger. For what though? She pushed against his hard chest to escape him, but she might as well be pushing against a wall.
"Don’t fucking push me away," he said through gritted teeth, his fingers weaving into her soft hair and pulling her closer to himself. "Call me Love," he ordered.
She opened her mouth with a retort in mind but he used the opportunity to slide his tongue inside. And then she was lost to wetness and heat, the overwhelmin ...
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