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Chapter 15

Author: Dewy
last update Last Updated: 2023-08-23 14:27:48

"Please! Please"!

She screamed as she backed away from him with the back of her hand over her mouth to avoid his brutality on her lips when he leaned forward. Despite her pleadings, he moved forward again and leaned only for her to back away and clamp her mouth with her hands to avoid his kiss.

Her Hair disheveled when she shook her head in no followed by her hands joined together begging him not to advance any of his assault on her.

"P-please. Don't. I-I didn't (hiccup) did--

Her words were blurred as his eyes took in the way her lips moved when she pleaded with him and he gulped as his Adam's apple bobbed while he felt a little strength in his junior.

Suddenly her hand was caught in a lethal grip as he pulled her and it was so sudden that she got no time to use her hands as her shield when his lips took hers with his hand gripping her jaw tightly.

She struggled in his vise grip when his hands fisted her hair and tucked them back, her face facing the ceiling as he got better access t
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