#398317 - In her weakened state, she probably couldn’t handle anymore—but he wanted more, so what could she do? When a hand wrenched at her hair, there was no time to vocalize her pleasure. Still, the idea that that was all he was willing to hand out left a thick venom in her throat. When she finally decided to leave, it wasn’t some big epiphany.
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