Scars: book One

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His tongue probed for entry, and I let it in, I let my mouth respond and react in unison to his movements even as his words echoed in my head.
Pathetic, broken, pathetic… What I was doing with him ma
...de me all the more pathetic, and I hated myself for it but I didn’t stop. I kept kissing him back as his hands snaked into my hair so that he controlled the tilt of my head like he controlled everything. He drew back from my mouth that acted so desperate for him, only reinforcing my disgust for myself. He held my head still with firm hands.
“You like that, don’t you?”
I didn’t answer, and his hands gripped my hair tighter. “Answer me,” he said softly.
“I like that,” I responded in a cracking voice.
He smiled. “Be more specific. What do you like?”
“I like kissing you,” I mumbled.
“That’s right, you do.” He ran his thumb down my cheek and over my lips. For a moment, I thought he might pass out, but he didn’t. Instead, he pushed me down so my head hit the pillow and then he knelt over me with his hard cock pressed to my mouth.
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