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Conquered: His Every Touch, My Command
"I know how to please it," he whispers, his gaze intense, his hands possessive. My body responds, arching into his touch, eager for more. He's a sculptor, and I'm his clay, his hands molding me, shaping me, bringing me to life. His voice, a deep, resonant rumble, tells me exactly what he's going to do to me, his words filthy, his tone reverent. He knows my body better than I do, his touch igniting nerves I never knew existed. He pushes me onto my back, his muscular form pinning me down, his cock throbbing against my entrance. He slides in, missionary, his thickness stretching me, filling me completely. Our bodies move together, a dance as old as time, his moans of pleasure mixing with mine. I can feel his orgasm building, his cock swelling, ready to release. He pulls out, his hot, creamy load painting my stomach, a mark of his possession. But this is my body, my pleasure, and I surrender to it, to him, completely.
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