He didn’t stop until he was satisfied. Which meant we did it in every corner of that shower room: by the lockers, the benches, by the door. I wasn’t sure how many times we did it, but we did it until the sun came down and the gym was flooded in darkness. “Hey, watch it!” I said, annoyed when the duke’s hand brushed my red, swollen n ipples while he was soaping me from behind. They hurt because of how much he manhandled them earlier. Actually, my entire body ached, especially my pelvic area. He was a monster. “Sorry.” He apologized but I could hear that he was smirking and true enough, he rubbed my nips with his thumbs, earning a whine out of me. “S-stop!” I cried in between moans of pain and pleasure. Jasper stopped, chuckling, before pumping some more liquid soap into his hands to continue washing me. His hands were so hot, so rough. Every part of me that he touched felt like an erogenous zone. “I wanna try this one next time,” he whispered as his mi
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