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Jake couldn’t believe he’d handled her that way. His balls ached from the explosive o****m she’d given him, and how did he thank her? He forced her to take more of him in than he should have and probably either scared the hell out of her or choked her.
He scrambled to his knees and yanked her head up, desperate to see her eyes. He knew he’d see the truth in her eyes. The fear. The anger. The distrust. He expected them all.
She took her time looking at him. He watched as her throat moved with the effort to swallow his eruption. He hated himself for letting her do that. For not protesting more. For giving in to his desire and taking advantage of a girl so innocent and beautiful and perfect.
He wanted to leave. To just get up and run back to his car. To leave Amavita and never come bac
