Cindy smirked in the midst of Alex’s ravenous kiss. She felt his ragged breath scorching her skin—a victory she had spent the past week anticipating with sheer, agonizing anxiety. Finally, after so many frigid nights, she had successfully driven Alex to lay his hands on her. Winding her arms tightly around her husband’s neck, Cindy pulled him down, burying him deeper into the dark passion she had so meticulously manufactured.
Alex appeared to completely surrender all control over his own body. His mind blurred, thoroughly dominated by a desperate thirst for release that he had suppressed for two agonizing weeks. He descended upon the column of Cindy’s neck with a raw brutality, leaving marks of possession that were, in truth, nothing more than a violent outlet for his repressed fury.
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