In a swift, unexpected move, she turned around and pinned me to the wall, her eyes blazing with an unrestrained fire. Her knee pressed against my groin, making my jaw clench. She smirked, her voice dripping with seductive confidence. "So hard for me," she murmured, pressing her knee harder. Sweat formed on my forehead as I gulped, the sensation almost too intense to bear. With a smooth, calculated move, I grabbed her waist and pulled her towards me. Her body collided with my chest, and I saw the briefest flicker of surprise in her eyes. Without hesitation, I slipped my hand inside her dress, my fingers finding her panty. I pressed against her, feeling her wetness seep through the fabric. "So wet for me," I growled, my smirk widening as she moaned. Her eyes fluttered closed as I began to rub her through the thin fabric, my fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles. Her hand clutched my shoulder, her nails digging into my skin through the blazer.
Whispers of Power.
FreeThe Power Play.
FreeThe Facade.
For FollowersThe Surprise?
FreeThe Art of Vengeance.
For Followers๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐ฌ๐ฃ ๐ค๐ ๐ ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐๐๐.
For Followers๐พ๐ค๐ก๐ก๐๐จ๐๐ค๐ฃ ๐ค๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ก๐ก๐จ.
For Followers๐๐๐๐ช๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ฉ๐ง๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ฎ.
For Followers๐พ๐ค๐ฃ๐ฉ๐ง๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐๐จ๐๐ง๐๐จ.
For Followers๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐ช๐ฉ๐๐จ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ฎ.
For Followers๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ผ๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐จ.
For Followers๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ง๐๐ซ๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ผ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ง๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ.
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