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Chapter 12: My Brand of Torture

I glared at him and pushed hard against his chest finally, trying to get him as far from me as possible. He stepped back, pulling the leather from my teeth with a deep laugh oozing from his lips.

The sound of him, the sight of his half undressed state, the taste of leather still on my tongue. I tried to ignore the pooling wetness between my legs but slowly, it began to drip its way down my thigh. I cursed the fact that I had foregone panties due to the heat and quickly began to fumble ...

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