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EPILOGUE - Part 4
~ CASIMIR ~
I was pretty sure if I didn’t get inside her, I was going to eat her alive.
Scooting with her in my lap, still straddling me, I got her so both my knees and her back were flat against the wall. Then I flipped open the wide, leather cuffs that had been secured directly to the wall and first lifted one of her hands, to strap it in so her hand was levered above her shoulder, but with her arm comfortably bent so she could relax. Then I did the same with her other hand on the other side.
So I straddled the banana-seat, while she straddled me and her hands were secured to the wall behind her.
Her breasts rose and fell with her heavy breathing, and her eyes were bright with desire.
Overwhelmed again with how much thought she’d put into this, for a moment I just took her face in my hands and kissed her. But that drew us together—my cock pressing against her, and I couldn’t resist rolling my hips, teasing
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