77. Make me yours. Fûck me.

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ZURICH “If you be a good girl, I will give you a reward too.” She blinked at me with wide eyes and then her expression turned contemplative, almost doubtful. She was so predictable, my little fighter, instead of coming to me she tried to escape as she ran straight to the door like she could break it. I almost laughed out loud as I stood up and caught up to her in a single move before she even passed by the bed. “You can’t help it, can you?” I tightened my arm around her waist and pulled her back against my chest. She flailed her legs and scratched on my arms, trying to escape out of my hold. I pressed a kiss to her shoulder. My palm pressed to her bare stomach and her bréasts moved with each of her wild movements, fighting for my attention. But I held on to my control with iron hold

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