CHAPTER 18: Maggie
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Maggie was going to die. She was literally going to burst into sparks if she didn’t come. “Please. Sir. May I come? Please.” The last word was a moan of anguish and desperation.
His eyes gleamed as he rubbed that long finger inside her, making the toy roll against her g-spot. Her thighs trembled, shaking the table.
She had to convince him. “I was good. I kept this in...” She clamped down on her bottom lip as he continued to stroke her.
“That’s true. Although, you were going to take them out.”
“But I didn’t.” She rocked her hips, trying to persuade him to move faster and harder. He was keeping her dancing on the edge of the cliff and she wanted to jump off and fly.
“Didn’t you?” He raised a brow. “Even later, after I left you hot and horny in the bathroom
