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She shudders.

But she is special.

“Well, to start with, yes. I was young and dumb. I let the manager at the time convince me to give up more; for money that meant I never had to worry. I let them do things to me. It makes me sick. If I didn’t, I’d lose my job. I was only eighteen. I thought if I sacrificed my dignity then, once I’d made it in my career, I’d forget about it. I was wrong. So wrong.”

My stomach sinks at the pain in her voice. The regret. The disgust. It’s all so raw and real.

I understand her pain.

“Why were you still doing it?”

I up the tempo to distract her from her pain inside.

She doesn’t answer immediately.

So I spank her, hard, on her branded ass. That might spark something inside of her to talk.

“Sixty seconds left, love.”

She lets out a breath of defeat.

“To feel. I told you. That power—I’m not that scared and desperate eighteen-year-old girl anymore. I look after the girls. I stop predators from getting to them like they did me.”

A grin tugs at my lips.

Almost. So fucking close.

I know she stops predators, but it’s the how I’m interested in.

One fucking name I’m interested in.

She is primed and ready for the next game.

Spreading her legs wider, I move myself between them, spreading her open with my hands. And I feast on her.

She’s earned this.

“So fucking good for me, love.”

Her hips roll against my face and my fingers dig into her ass.

With twenty seconds left, she’s passed this test.

“Come for me, wife.”

Chapter 62

STEPHANIE

The wood cuts into my skin as I writhe in this guillotine. I scream out his name. And as I do, the blade crashes against the wood on top of me.

My body goes into a mode of shock. I’m shaking and trembling, and I can’t breathe.

Pure confusion. Terror and pleasure.

He keeps his mouth on my pussy, reminding me he’s there. My heart is racing so hard my head goes fuzzy.

“Finn, fuck,” I cry out.