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I’m spiraling.

And then, before I know it, he slams into me one final time, forcing into me so deep that it hurts and I can feel it in my guts. I groan, my head swimming and my pussy throbbing, desperate for release, for the touch of his fingers.

His tongue?

Anything.

Something.

I’d ride his pillow if he would let me, just like when I as in high school and the blossoming teenage hormones took over despite my pious teachings. I’ve always been a little ashamed of the way I thought of him during those times.

Friends don’t look at friends like that, right?

Maybe they do.

Then, I hear the growl, the cavernous rumble in his throat as he empties inside of me, and I can feel him pulsing as he fills me up, long ribbons of cum splashing across my insides.

Then he pulls away.

He pulls out of me, leaving me bare and empty, and I almost want to cry.

No, not almost.

I am going to cry.

I have been so close, so many times.

It’s not fair!

“You don’t get to cum,” he says, grinning down at me, panting. I can see the fire in his eyes, something blooming in the darkness.

I want to scream.

“Why?”

My voice is just a breath on the wind. I can barely hear it, and for just a second I wonder if he can at all.

“I have to remind you of everything I can take away from you,” he says, and his touch is soothing as he runs a thumb down my cheek, brushing away a tear I hadn’t even noticed. “We have an appointment with a realtor to look at a house. You’re going to go with me, and the whole time you’re walking around in your dream home with a stranger, you get to look at him and know that my cum is dripping down your legs. Then, if you’re good, I’ll make you cum. Do you understand?”

I’m gaping at him, my mouth open and my breath catching in my lungs.

This will be torture.

He expects me to—

“Why?”

“Because I own you, Mercy. I own that pussy and I am the only one who can make you cum so hard your eyes roll back and your heart stops. I want you to remember that. It will be a very good lesson for you to learn.”

Chapter 24

Draco

She was a cantankerous little shit, I’d give her that.

She almost made me give in to her, with her big glassy eyes and her quivering lower lip.

I almost broke down and got to my knees, burying my face in her pretty little cunt until she exploded for me. But I couldn’t do that. I wanted to watch her squirm first. She had some kind of control over me that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. She had a hold on me that I hadn’t been expecting.