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... he guards down the hall can hear her.
But who cares?
Let the entire mansion all know who’s making her this desperate.
I pump my finger in and out, curling it against her front wall, searching for that spot that’ll make her scream.
I find it in seconds.
Her entire body jolts, a strangled cry ripping from her throat as I press against the spongy flesh. Her walls clench around my finger so tight it’s almost painful.
"There it is." I grin against her s ...
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