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He spanked me again, this time harder, making me cry out, but instead of pulling away, his fingers found their way back inside me, filling me completely. His other hand snaked around my throat, squeezing just enough to make me gasp.
"Tell me, Little Mouse," he growled against my neck, his pace relentless now. "Do you want me to stop? Or should I keep f*****g you until you're screaming for me?”
His fingers plunged into me again, harder this time, making my knees buckle. The sensation was overwhelming, every thrust pushing me closer to a place I wasn’t sure I could handle. My body reacted on its own, hips rolling back against his hand, desperate for more even though I didn’t want to admit it.
"That's it, Little Mouse," he purred in my ear, his voice sending a shiver
