64. Begging For Relief

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Ella The second that damn door creaks open, my heartbeat goes straight through the roof. I’ve been naked, on all fours on this damn bed for over an hour now. My knees hurt like hell, my back's screaming, and my arms feel like they’re about to give out. But that’s not even the worst part. Nah, it’s my p***y…that s**t’s been aching like crazy, throbbing and begging for something I know damn well I’m not getting tonight. The door shuts behind him, that heavy thud making my whole body flinch. Then I hear it…those slow, heavy-ass boots. Dante. His footsteps echo across the room like thunder and every step has my stomach twisting. My legs are already shaking, and my nerves? They’re f*****g fried. I can’t even think straight. He gets to the bed and climbs up behind me like a f*****g panther…s

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