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He grabbed her hands in one large fist, pulling them above her head and holding them immovable. His grip was hard enough to give her bruises the next day, yet another set of marks she’d cherish. His other hand wrapped around her neck, holding her firmly where the collar slid across her throat. Yet no panic played across her mind, no worry he might hurt her. Just blissful bone-deep possession and total trust.
He leaned down, taking her mouth with his own, as he slid into her with one quick push. Pounded deep, he forged their bodies together. And the dam inside her broke, the pleasure spilling out in a tidal wave. She held onto him tight, his own body convulsing against hers as he followed her over. Coming with her, as they always should.