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... slow, excruciating style, except for my panties. This man, whom I believed to be so cold, handled me as if I was made up of glass.
I knew I was hurt, and he was being cautious, but man, was he gentle.
My mind wondered if he was like that with all his lovers or if he was just being careful with me.
His gaze was so hypnotic, slowly taking me in.
"Touch me, I won’t break," I requested in a desperate voice, watching the slithering snake coiled on his neck as he kneel ...
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