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Chapter Ninety

TVZirah's POV

Instead, I just hook my legs over his shoulders and beg him that way.

He reaches up to pull my legs from around his neck and presses them wide to the bed, keeping a firm hold on them when he has them right where he wants them.

In the deepest, most gravelly voice I've ever heard from him, "I want you to beg me to do filthy things to you because if I do what I have in my mind, it'll be hard for you to walk straight in the morning."

"What kind of filthy things do you want to do to me?" I ask, arching up in his arms.

He closed his eyes tightly like I was pushing him to the edge and he was trying his hardest not to fall.

Well, the same goes for me.

"Answer me please, Zirah. Do you want it?." He grits out through clenched teeth, muscles straining and I just take pity on him and admitted the truth.

"Fuck, yes I want it, you have no idea how much I want it. Even when I was with others…"I stopped immediately, realizing my mistake but I just continued. "...men, I really wanted yo
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