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Chapter 13
Alyssa After King left, there was no way I was going back to sleep when his c*m was leaking out of me. Instead, I took a cold shower to try to calm the throbbing between my legs. How could I possibly want more after that? When my body is already sore from the rough, brutal way he f****d me the past two nights? I literally feel so ashamed. I begged him to let me come, and then to make things worse, I screamed his name. What is wrong with me? Ugh, I need help! Does that asshole think he can just sneak into my bed, touch my p***y whenever he wants to, and I'm just going to...let him? I mean, yeah that's exactly what happened, but that's because I did lose that bet with him, and I also wasn't prepared to kick his ass. Next time I will be. After the shower, that does little to relieve
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