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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE : DON’T TOUCH ME

“What the fuck do you think you are doing?” He snarled, as he stopped moving inside me.

“I wanted to remove your shirt. You always wear it, whenever we are together,” I said hesitantly, surprised by his anger.

“What I choose to wear when I’m fucking you is none of your concerns, only mine,” he voi...