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Chapter 184: The scars of yesterday
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... wasn’t joking when he said he wouldn’t be gentle because he didn’t. He was rough, but every time I would tell him it hurts, he would slow down and kiss me gently.
The routine went on like that. Hugo claimed my body and heart again, kissing me when his intense actions were hurting me, and then getting rough again. It went on for who knows how many rounds. I lost count after the third one.
I traced the scar on his chest with my index, using his shoulder as my head cushion, tangled ...
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