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... p> Her body trembled beneath my grip, back arched perfectly as I held her hair tight, forcing her to look at herself—at me—through the mirror. Her breath hitched, a whimper spilling from her lips, but I didn’t slow. Couldn’t.
"You don’t get to look away," I growled against her ear. "You’re going to watch every second of this. See what you’ve become. What you made me become."
I drove deeper, harder, each thrust deliberate—measured. This wasn’t about pleasure. This was reclamation. ...
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