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The Billionaire's Sex Slave novel Chapter 65

As we go about our thing. Why do so many memories resurface for me? Why does it give me pleasure when you touch every part of my body again? I have long inscribed in my heart that I should only feel hatred, but why do you erase all the horrible memories that you are the only one who gives? Please help me understand since I don't know. It's as if you're pulling apart my head and heart, separating my feelings.

"Caroline?" He beat me hard, and I was even pinned to the bed with my hand on my head. We're back in bed now; he brought me back and I'm not sure what he wants. I assumed he expected me to do something earlier.

"Hmm?"

I blinked open my eyes as a result of my quick reaction to him calling me Caroline. His fatigued countenance was replaced by a smile. Perhaps his brain was losing excitement because he had already found the answer he was seeking for.

“Ahn. No, it does not... Don't remove it. It'll leak," I said as I shook my head to reject what he wanted, and I denied as he took his cock from me. I'm not sure why I'm shaking.

"Your p*ssy and your breast. Caroline, they're all mine. My gaze has been drawn to you from the day I first lay eyes on you. They've been gluing you for a long time." He continued to talk, but I was distracted by the water that would spill when he withdrew his cock. "Your breasts are enormous. I've been hoping for your return for a long time because I miss sucking on these large nipples." He laid down on my body and twirled his tongue over it.

Because I was drowning, I couldn't hear what he was saying. I simply want to finish everything and go back into hiding. Because of the mistake I made, I know the game I started would likewise end unexpectedly.

"Did any other man enter hereafter you disappeared?" He moved his waist to go deeper while my legs were almost torn when I opened them so much. His face went to my neck and licked the sweat that fell.

No. Can not be.

“Yeah ... Do you think I'll be satisfied with just you? I have had as many as anyone else.” Though drowsy I smiled at him. I don't have to deny it if he knows. All I had to do was drift.

I must be like ice like the one he inserted into me. Melting away from the past has broken me.

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