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Rebecca

Every time he walks into the building, I imagine myself under his touch.

I've thought of him a thousand times. The way he could bend me, shape me into whatever he wanted me to be. He's brought me to countless pleasures without ever laying a hand on me.

For now.

Connor

Why does she have to be my best friend's daughter? So delicious and so out of reach.

Her skin is like porcelain and I know she's fresh as snow. All I can think of is how her body would contort underneath the restraints. How she'd move. How she'd moan. It's all I can do from taking her right there in the coffee shop, but I withhold.

For

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