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... y mad.
My legs are trembling, my chest sticky with evidence of just how thoroughly he ruined me without even laying a finger. My heart is thundering in my ears, my skin hypersensitive, lit with some dangerous combination of humiliation and bliss. And still, he watches me like he’s only just begun.
"Thorne," I whisper, or maybe it’s a plea—maybe it’s a curse. I don’t know anymore. All I know is that I’m unraveling.
And he hasn’t even touched me yet.
How long has it ...
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