ARE WE DONE YET I

ARE WE DONE YET I

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

THIS IS A CHAPTER OF MY BOOK THROUGH AMAZON. THERE IS ONLY THE ONE CHAPTER OF THE BOOK BEING SUBMITTED. IT IS A LOVE STORY BETWEEN ETHAN ALDRIDGE A BILLIONAIRE PLAYBOY AND HIS BLACK LOVE INTEREST OLIVIA WEBB. NEITHER WERE LOOKING FOR LOVE BOTH FOUND IT. THE ONLY PROBLEM IS THEY DON'T KNOW IT. IT IS A PASSIONATE TALE OF LOVE AND EMOTIONAL SUBMISSION. VERY GRAPHIC AND NOT FOR EVERYONE. EXPLICIT SCENES, LANGUAGE, AND DISAGREEMENTS. THE BOOK CAN BE PURCHASED THROUGH AMAZON.COM UNDER THE NAME FREE GIRL IT COMES IN EBOOK AND PAPERBACK.

Summary

THIS IS A CHAPTER OF MY BOOK THROUGH AMAZON. THERE IS ONLY THE ONE CHAPTER OF THE BOOK BEING SUBMITTED. IT IS A LOVE STORY BETWEEN ETHAN ALDRIDGE A BILLIONAIRE PLAYBOY AND HIS BLACK LOVE INTEREST OLIVIA WEBB. NEITHER WERE LOOKING FOR LOVE BOTH FOUND IT. THE ONLY PROBLEM IS THEY DON'T KNOW IT.

IT IS A PASSIONATE TALE OF LOVE AND EMOTIONAL SUBMISSION. VERY GRAPHIC AND NOT FOR EVERYONE. EXPLICIT SCENES, LANGUAGE, AND DISAGREEMENTS. THE BOOK CAN BE PURCHASED THROUGH AMAZON.COM UNDER THE NAME FREE GIRL IT COMES IN EBOOK AND PAPERBACK.

Chapter1 (v.1) - ARE WE DONE YET I

Author Chapter Note

THIS IS A CHAPTER OF MY BOOK THROUGH AMAZON. A LOVE STORY BETWEEN ETHAN ALDRIDGE A BILLIONAIRE PLAYBOY AND HIS BLACK LOVE INTEREST OLIVIA WEBB. NEITHER WERE LOOKING FOR LOVE BOTH FOUND IT. THE ONLY PROBLEM IS THEY DON'T KNOW IT.<br /> <br /> IT IS A PASSIONATE TALE OF LOVE AND EMOTIONAL SUBMISSION. VERY GRAPHIC AND NOT FOR EVERYONE. EXPLICIT SCENES, LANGUAGE, AND DISAGREEMENTS. THE BOOK CAN BE PURCHASED THROUGH AMAZON.COM UNDER THE NAME FREE GIRL IT COMES IN EBOOK AND PAPERBACK.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: April 16, 2015

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Chapter Content - ver.1

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~~Chapter One

Lesson Learned

“You took what you wanted then you were done. You never cared about me.”

Ethan sat behind his desk listening to Olivia’s rant with indifference. It had gone on for a good fifteen minutes yet she said absolutely nothing he could consider worthwhile. Finally done with her ear rape he spoke firmly.

“I’m working. This is my place of business. I’ve no desire to humor you or your revised version of what went on with us. Some would consider my time priceless so please spare me the distorted memories and get to the point.”

“Fine. Stay away from my father Ethan.” He raised a brow at the relative ease in which Olivia made the demand upon him. Blue eyes searched large chocolate pools that were shaded by thick lashes and naturally arched brows. Her nutmeg skin glowed with minimal makeup to better allow one to appreciate the youthfulness of her features. Ethan had to resist the natural attraction he felt for the woman standing before him.

The cornucopia of adjectives he could use to describe her allure were infinite. But each would have to be paired with another word to understand the full scope of the dichotomy of her complexity. One word in particular always came to his mind. Simply. Olivia was simply gorgeous. Simply intelligent. Simply erotic. Simply tragic.

“Simply fucked up.” Was muttered beneath his breathe as a personal reminder of what came with her beauty.

“Ethan….”

“Get out of my office Olivia.” With that he returned to the documents on his desk. Olivia was not in the least intimidated by Ethan’s words. One of only a handful of people not willing to let him bully them with his power.

“Tell me you will stay away from…”

The frustrated mogul slammed his hands down hard on his desk while taking several deep breaths. Ethan had recently taken to the Buddhist technique of inhaling exhaling after what he decided would be his final fight with Olivia. The harmless appearance of the woman who was of average height and weight had the ability to send the tall, blonde, wealthy Ethan Aldridge spinning into a world of chaos and confusion. He knew reality was ever fragile where Olivia was involved so his full attention was required when engaging her.

The next words he spoke were as restrained as an agitated Ethan could manage. His effort to remain calm was laudable considering the last encounter between the ex-lovers when he recklessly risked it all by admitting to her what he never admitted to another.

“Olivia leave. Please? I’m asking you nicely.”

Ethan shook his head in disbelief as she continued screeching without taking a breath to even acknowledge his request.

“My dad has no idea what you did to me. How you treated…” Olivia’s voice faded in and out of Ethan’s head between deep breathes.

He would have to tell his assistant to buy several stress balls. The idea of taking his hands and squeezing very tightly to quiet the woman was so appealing that he would invest in the small rubber invention for his sanity and Olivia’s safety. His attempt at staying away was futile if she was insistent on infringing upon his time and space.

“You think you can just interrupt my world Ethan…come into my life and…” After the tenth inhale exhale failed to bring calm Ethan decided the Buddhist were either in extreme emotional denial or delusional religious zealots. Either way, breathing be damned this bitch was getting on his nerves as only she could do. Deciding the situation called for a less pious approach Ethan stood up tall at six three.

 “…threw me away…..I was….”

“Get the fuck out of my office!”

Grabbing her arm he pushed her roughly. Olivia reacted in equal anger by flinging her small purse hitting him across the face.

“I’m not leaving until you promise to stay away. Your relationship with him is ruining his relationship with my actual boyfriend.”

Closing his eyes Ethan stepped back away from her while undoing the buttons of his grey London cut suit jacket. Removing it along with an expensive maroon tie Ethan threw them across his desk. A pair of silver cuff links followed allowing him to roll the sleeves of his hand tailored white dress shirt half way up his forearms.

“See this is where our story becomes distorted Olivia. All you had to do was leave. But then some would say that all I had to do was call security to have you escorted out. In my defense if I saw someone lay hands on you I would probably kill them. What’s your defense? Because by the time we’re done here today….you’re gonna need one for that lame ass boyfriend of yours.” He walked around his desk to the bar.

“It’s ten in the morning.” Ignoring his warning she openly displayed disapproval as he poured a drink taking it in one swallow.

“You are right Olivia…it is ten in the morning and yet here you are insisting I listen to this shit. Interrupting my work. Forcing me to respond to another one of your fucking tantrums.” Sitting the glass down Ethan turned leaning against the bar with folded arms and crossed legs.

“I never lied to Jack. There was never a reason to. I respect him because he respects the truth.”
Olivia listened as he answered her accusations.

“We both know your father is not the reason you are here.”

“My father is…”

“Alive! Alive because I got involved. I have no doubt you tried to feed Jack some bullshit story about how I victimized you. I’m just as sure you fed that same shit to your Dr. Idiot. I certainly never lied to you to get what I wanted…or was it you getting what you wanted? As I said it’s all distorted.” Olivia remained silent as Ethan walked over to where she stood.

“So what’s going on today Olivia? The world coming to an end? Again. You wake up and you were on the left side of the bed instead of the right? Were your eggs served cold?”

“Fuck you…” Ethan grabbed her arm as she swung at him.

“I never lied to your father. I never lied to you.” Wrapping his arms tightly around her waist he held the struggling woman in place.

“I can admit that I willingly took part in everything I did. Everything…we did.”

Ethan let smoky blue eyes connect with her maple brown ones. He breathe in as her thick lips opened slightly to expel a breath.

“Tell me what’s wrong with life today Olivia?” His tongue grazed up her ear in the barest of touches. Strong hands held her against his chest. Ethan’s hand grasp the neckline of her dress pulling the material to its limits.

“This is how it works with us.” His voice mixed with the sound of the dress ripping.

“Stop…” Grabbing his hand she pulled it away only to have him wrap it around her throat in a tight grip.

“When did I become your drug of choice? Just a way to escape reality? Nothing more than a fix.” An angry whisper was expelled as his hand caressed a breast.

“We fight. We fuck. You cum and cum and cum until I cum then you fuck me by changing the entire story. Ethan the big bad wolf. That’s the running title isn’t it?” He let his hand slip into her bra twisting the nipple.

“You’re so lovely Olivia. This dress is beautiful on you. Bill me when you replace it.” Taking a firm grip the sound of ripping was sharp as the tear went from neck to hem. Ethan grabbed her hair that was in a low bun pulling her head back while the other hand rolled up and down the front of her nude body.

“What did you come here for?” He rubbed his hardened cock against her.

“Your guy not getting the job done? Or did you come to have your problems fucked away?” Olivia protested weakly at the remark. Ethan unzipped his pants pulling out his dick.

“Does the new guy not quite do it for you?” Stepping away he walked back to the bar.

“Oh that’s right, he’s the nice guy. Prince Charming. Doesn’t realize that sometimes you need it to hurt to stop the hurt.” Returning Ethan pulled Olivia’s dress off her back flinging it across the room.

“Oh well…at least he’s polite. Right baby?” White panties and red bra were left intact when he pushed her over the desk.

“There’s something to be said for manners. How is he at licking pussy?” Pushing her forward Ethan ran his hand over her panties.

“Fuck your panties are soaked.” Ethan smiled when his eyes saw the white cotton underwear.

“Do you know that yours is the best pussy I have ever put my tongue in?” Olivia felt her pussy moistened.

“It’s got this rich thick cream that runs into my mouth if I lick just at the opening.” Olivia was writhing against the desk as he dry humped her ass.

“Why can’t you admit the true reason you came to me?” He coaxed caressing her body in full firm strokes.

“I think I know why you’re hesitant. Culpability. You need to know that whatever happens here today was not your fault. That you are innocent. You did nothing to provoke this situation.” Ethan let two fingers slip into her panties to push down into her heated cave.

“Ethan…”

“Do you cum for him Olivia?” One finger slipped in just at the tip to graze Olivia’s clit.

“Mmmmm….” Her moan spurred his middle finger further into the spongy folds.

“Where were we?” He nipped the lobe of her ear before continuing.

“Culpability? Culpability is very important to a business. So much so that I have the definition committed to memory. The proper definition is as follows, a person is culpable if they cause a negative event and the act is intentional.” He shoved four fingers inside her cunt while his thumb attended her clit. Olivia moaned as her body shivered.

“Should that be perceived as a negative response? Did you know this would happen when you decided to come here?” His fingers dug around her pussy as Olivia moved her hips against the long digits.

“Should I stop?” Ethan grinned when she answer in an urgent whisper.

“No. Don’t stop.”

“I’m afraid the answer you just gave would definitely make you culpable.” When Ethan bent down to run his tongue up her back she arched to accommodate the angle. Dragging his fingers from a soaking pussy he stood up straight.

“There is another part of the definition that might benefit you.” He licked his fingers before continuing.

“Something to the effect that the act and its consequences could have been controlled.”
He gave three forceful thrust against her ass causing Olivia to hump the desk.

“Is this controllable Olivia?” Ethan removed her bra without struggle.

“I think we both know after years of endless shit, this situation is completely and irrevocably out of our control.”
Going down onto his knees Ethan pulled her panties to the side, opened her ass, and then stuck his tongue in. Olivia’s nails scored the desk loudly as she resisted the urge to scream. The anal licking lasted about a minute before he stood up.

“It goes on to say if the person knew the likely consequences, the person was not coerced, the person overcame hurdles to make the said event happen...” Turning her around to face him Ethan took two steps back. Olivia went to cover herself but stopped when he shook his head.
 
“Did you put yourself in a position for this to take place? Whatever this turns out to be.” Walking back to the bar he poured a second drink before returning to her side.

“You want to play with me Olivia? Then let’s play. We’ll call this game the bad boy and his fuck toy?” He smiled at the disapproval on her face.

“You don’t want to be my fuck toy Olivia? I take very good care of my toys.” Draining his drink Ethan took her mouth with his own.

Olivia’s hands gripped the edge of the desk to keep from grabbing his cock. Despite being nude except for white panties she felt restricted. A desire to crawl out of her own skin overwhelming. Ethan could take that away. Ethan could release her if only temporarily. How badly she wanted to stroke his cock. To stoke and already raging desire.

“Say it.” He whispered over and over against her neck causing her pussy to throb.

“Say it Olivia.” Ethan pinched her nipples with merciless fingers.

“Aaahhh….” Her hands went to his chest, whether to bring him closer or to push him away was anyone’s guess.

“Say it or leave.” When he stepped away Olivia gasped desperately as she felt like her body was in a sexual suspension. Tiny pricks along her skin demanded she comply. What did it matter if she said it? They were words. A small price to pay for release from the desire that caused physical and mental torture.

“Play with me Ethan.” Lascivious eyes scanned her from head toe. Her breast ached now that he was no longer twisting them.

“Take off the panties.” Ethan slipped his hands into his slacks as he watched Olivia oblige him. In her sexual haze Olivia had not noticed right away that Ethan was not as sexually enslaved as she herself felt. His eyes were coldly perusing her person with the minimal amount of interest. Humiliation flooded her senses as she stopped at her knees.

“Take them off Olivia. I’m waiting.” This is how it always started. This is how it always ended. Ignoring the ache that spread throughout she shook her head. This was a temporary fix. She would have to come back for more and more.

“No.” This had to end.

“Take them off or this game becomes a lot less fun for one of us.”

“This was a mistake. I’m done. We’re done. No more of this….this insanity.” Olivia would have appeared more believable if she were not standing in the middle of his office nude while he was immaculately dressed in his shirt and slacks his cock now politely put away. Shame enveloped her as Olivia went to pull up her panties.

“This was a mistake….” She was cut off when Ethan grabbed her wrist.

“Take them off Olivia.” When she did not comply he swiftly ripped them from her legs. Standing back he put the panties to his nose.

“Just so you know, as far as I am concerned the culpability definition stands.” Olivia watched as he took in her scent.

“Mmmmm….Nutty. Musky.” He took a quick lick before tossing the panties away.

“Sit.” He motioned to the white couch on the other side of the room. When Olivia remained unmoving Ethan’s jaw tightened.

“Olivia you and I know this is going to happen. That you came here for this to happen. I simply want to get some things straight before it happens.”

“This? You mean you using me?” Ethan not in the mood for her victim speech briefly lost it.
“Sit the fuck down or I’ll drag your ass across this roo....” After an hour in Olivia’s company Ethan was exhausted. Taking a deep breath he tried again.

“Have a seat Olivia. Please.” He watched as she sat on the couch pouting. She began to speak when Ethan cut her off.

“My turn to speak sweetheart. You see I think it’s the inability to shut your fucking mouth that this discussion is even necessary.” Walking over to the couch Ethan sat on the coffee table taking one of her feet into his hands. As he removed her shoe Olivia watched him closely.

“We are caught in a dilemma you and I.” He took a lick at her foot before sitting it down to grab the other one.
 
“You have a desire to forget everything we ever did. I have a desire to remember everything we ever did.” His hands expertly rubbed her other foot as he spoke.

“Our memory of certain events tend to be very different so I can understand in part you’re wanting to forget. You see I remember two adults deciding to fuck. You remember being cajoled into having sex. I remember the first time I shoved my dick up your ass. You remember physical pain like none you’ve ever experienced. I remember eating your pussy.” When she tensed he laughed.

“You remember me eating your pussy?”
Rubbing his hand up and down her leg he watched as Olivia stretched against the couch.

“I’m flattered and pleased that we share at least one positive memory. I would be remiss in letting you believe sticking my dick in your cunt was not a memory above all others. My cock wrapped in the sticky mess that is you.”

Standing up Ethan placed one of Olivia’s nipples into his mouth then took his dick out to stroke it firmly. Olivia now faced the most beautiful cock she ever laid eyes on. She remembered the smoothness of it when it was hard. The pink mushroom cap that her tongue would play with as she teased the rim. How his balls would feel weighted in her hand as she gently stroked them with the tips of her fingers.

Olivia watched Ethan’s hand traveled casually up and down pulling and stretching the skin as it stood out like a large candy cane waiting to be licked. The thought of taking his cock into her mouth and down her throat until she was stretched beyond limits made Olivia bolder. She wanted to cow his cock into submission until nothing but limp flesh empty of its cream filling remained.

When Olivia’s tongue rolled across her upper lip Ethan stepped closer. She did not hesitate to wrap her dark wide mouth over the head of his cock. As she rolled her tongue over the bulb then slowly let it slide into her mouth and down her throat Olivia sighed in pleasure. The euphoria began to set in. The sounds of slurping and gagging went on until Olivia was so excited she nipped the tip of his cock with her teeth. Ethan smoothly removed his dick leaving her mouth unsatisfied.

“Greedy bitch. I taught you better than that.” It was disappointing when he put his hardened pole away leaving her alone on the couch.
Picking up the phone on his desk a single button was pressed.

“Selma come remove the hair from Ms. Webb’s pussy please.” Hanging up he sat in his chair to go over paperwork while they waited. The silence was uncomfortable and sobering.
“I’m not letting your assistant shave me.”

“My preference was known before you walked your ass up in here.” Was all he said not bothering to look up?

When the door opened a beautiful Latin woman stepped inside quietly. Olivia’s immediate response was to try and cover herself. The feeling of shame spreading throughout as the bright light of day allowed no way to hide. Ethan’s blue eyes watched before he spoke sternly.

“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Don’t ever let me see that look on your face again or any kind of suggestion to the contrary. Take your hands away.” When she did not comply he sat down his pen.

“Take your hands away.” Olivia dropped her arms brown eyes turning to the assistant who gave a courteous smile then walked into an adjoining bathroom. Returning with a box Ethan stopped her.

“No razor. Wax Selma.” Nodding the smartly dressed woman returned to the bathroom bringing out a small cart.

Olivia watched as Selena focused on preparing the wax.

“How many times have you done this?” Olivia asked accusingly.

“Why?” Ethan watched as she tried to relax. There was no disgust in his eyes as he openly admired a form she could not accept as beautiful but he thought magnificent.

“You’ve obviously done this before.”

“Not with you.”
“I…”

“Stop. Stop Olivia. We are past this point.”

Selena turned to Ethan when she was ready.

“Brazilian.” He said one word.

“Ethan…” His eyes cut hard to Olivia.

“I’m done with your shit. Shut the fuck up.”

Harsh words kept further remarks silent. With a heated clothe Selena stepped between Olivia’s legs placing them onto the table then pushing wide so brown thighs fell open. The touch when it came was gentle yet firm at the same time. To have his assistant part her cunt to wipe away evidence of Olivia’s earlier desire should have felt awkward. It did not. Selena was a consummate professional.

Ethan always preferred her bald when they were sleeping together. He shaved her on many occasions the experience being one of the most erotic Olivia had ever experienced. The playboy used a straight razor skillfully when handling the delicate pussy lips. She noticed he appeared to be having the same memory flood his mind as he watched.

When Ethan’s eyes met Olivia’s she lowered darker lashes shyly. His response was to chuckle. As the wax was spread over the coarse pubic hair Olivia became tense. Press, rub, rip, flinch was repeated several times until only her ass was in need of cleaning. Selena stood up holding out her hand. Olivia took it standing.

“Turn and place your knees wide on the sofa.”

Olivia placed her arms on the back of the couch as the woman repositioned between dark legs. She saw Ethan was now standing close when she glanced over her shoulder. His hands spread her ass cheeks allowing Selena to work. The first rip caused Olivia to grip the couch in pain.

“Fuck.” She bit into the side of her arm to keep from screaming.

“Relax.” Ethan instructed as the torture continued. It was over in a matter of minutes bringing instant relief.

“Don’t move Olivia, Selena is going to wash you.” Olivia closed her eyes as a cool soothing cloth was pressed against the inside of her ass.

“It’s an herb. All natural. It will help with the stinging.” The woman’s voice was as soothing as her touch. Olivia bit at her lip as the tingling between her legs grew. When something a bit more solid but still soft and warm was pushed up into Olivia her clit pulsed.

“Aaahhhh…...” She felt Selena’s fingers roll the object around deftly. The digits would hit Olivia’s spot sporadically causing an instant erotic reaction. Hiding the arousal building up inside was impossible as her pussy coated the assistants fingers as well as the foreign thing inside of her.

When the bag was removed Olivia was torn between relief and frustration. A delicate hand pressed at the small of her back before the other hand returned to her pussy. Selena pushed the hand deep inside of Olivia pleasantly filling the pussy up.

This fullness was amazing as Selena read Olivia’s pussy like a road map. When Ethan leaned on to the couch he started to kiss Olivia who reached out to rub his cock. Selena continued her ministrations as Olivia not by choice continued to hump against the beautiful woman.

Ethan stopped kissing Olivia to watch the different expressions of desire flit across her face. Licking dry lips brown eyes begged blue ones to take over.

“Ethan please….” She was gripping his cock tightly her need clear. Her breast hung heavy as she rocked back and forth. Ethan took a nipple between his fingers pulling.

“Mmmmm…..aaahhhh…...Ethan…I need...”

“You want to be fucked?” Ethan eyed Selena who was now working Olivia’s pussy with her tongue. Grabbing the assistant he pulled her head up to his own then took her mouth the taste explosive when his tongue delved inside. Wanting more he pushed down the woman’s throat in search of Olivia’s flavor. When he was done Ethan turned to see an angry Olivia staring back at him.

“You piece of shit…” Was smothered when he kissed her hard on the lips. There was a slight struggle before she gasped at a different kind of fullness between her legs. Ethan pulled away breathing heavily.

“Help her cum.”

Selena grabbed Olivia’s hips to guide the pumps. At some point a strap on had been obtained and was now being used. The movements were jerky at first until Ethan stepped behind the Latin woman to set the pace. After about ten good strokes she was set free to work Olivia’s pussy like a pro. Ethan kissed the assistants neck as Olivia watched over her shoulder torn between jealousy and desire. Blue eyes remained steady as he watched Olivia fight with herself. The sounds were a strong indication of which side was winning.

“Sssss….ooohhhhh…...Sssss…....aaaaaaahhhhhhh….fuck

”Selena stiffened her back allowing slim hips to do the grunt work. Olivia pushing back rolled her ass in unison. The slippery sound of pussy and slapping skin turned the room into a sexual soundstage. Ethan began to play with Selena’s nipples as he licked her neck allowing the assistant to join the chorus. Olivia shut her eyes tightly as the inevitable began to happen.

“Aaaaaaahhhhhhh…...Sssss…..Aaaahhh…keep going…..deeper.”

“Oh….yeah….Sssss…..ooohhhhh…..” The assistant chimed in. Selena being nipple orgasmic was lost in her own tortures as Ethan pulled and twisted.

Due to the expert manipulation her pussy demanded to be relieved of its load. Leaning forward Selena kissed Olivia passionately her strokes no longer restrained.

Never had Olivia considered a sexual encounter with a woman. Her mind was in a fog as her body refused to let her think on the implications of what was happening. How many times had Ethan taken her places she never wanted to go only to lose herself completely once she got there? Ethan having stepped away watched the two women a look of mild entertainment on his face.

Selena’s hands grasped Olivia’s inner thighs to get a better grip. The small hands so different from the ones Olivia craved sought only to bring satisfaction not dominate. Olivia found the woman truly amazing but something was still missing.

While her body responded to the gentle consistent push it wanted more. Seeking her peak a frustrated Olivia pulled away then pushed the assistant onto the couch to aggressively mount the thick black pretend cock. Grabbing Selena’s thick mane she forced the woman’s mouth to tight nipples. The tiny bites and sucks sending mini shock waves to an already energized pussy. Pulling away Olivia returned the favor dark lips manipulated the olive toned breast as the assistant responded by throwing her head back in pleasure.

The kiss when it came from soft lipstick covered lips was welcomed in that moment of passion. As they touched and fucked all else was forgotten. Selena grasped Olivia’s round ass to meet thrust that had become more desperate as each woman sought and end to their throbbing need. The thick artificial cock vibrated against her spot repeatedly.

“Fuck….ah….aaahhhh…..yes…..so fucking good….” Olivia was lost. At this point there was only one way out of this and that was completing the act.

When she came it was in successive waves. Her body jerked and she held to Selena who also shook in completion.


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