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Physical abuse in this chapter may be triggering for some. Please skip this chapter if this is something you struggle with. !!

“Oh fuck. Look, Amia,” Dylan murmured in awe. “My cock is already slick with your juices. You’re already wet for me,” he groaned.

I felt the head of him as it pulsed inside of me. It pushed forward, followed by more of him. I keep my legs still as he slowly pushed inside of me. I jerked forward and pushed my head against his hard chest. He didn’t go easy on me, he forced himself into me as he pushed through resistance. Something tore as I took every inch of him.

“I have to punish you so you don’t do this again,” Dylan moaned. He thrust home and it hurt. “You’re so fucking tight,” he grunted.

He moved back so he could stare down between us. His eyes locked on where our bodies met. I’m too scared to move. I don’t want to make it worse but my eyes follow his and fear erupted in my chest when I see his hard length pull out of me.

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Jeanthale (talia)
Poor amia she dint deserved this. Awful stepdad a mother who doesn’t care a psychopath boyfriend and she become what she dint want to become weak and take the hits like her mother. Crying for her
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