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Then he just sat there staring down at me, his chest rising and falling slightly faster now. His cock barely moved it was so hard. "Does this man.
," he licked his lips, "make you scream when he fucks you?" I held my breath, anticipating him sliding into me.
I'd wanted my mom more than anything at that moment. Chris had come home from work to find me in bed. I hadn't had the heart to tell him yet.
I whimpered when he suddenly paused with his cock buried in me and leaned over my hip, grunting. The nightstand drawer scraped open then shut. A familiar clicking sound had me jerking my head up. Then I yelped at a harder smack on my ass.
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It was the latter when I heard the front door open and close and could see the hallway light turn on under my closed door. The sound of the shower running came through the wall. I imagined Chris in there, naked.
Closed my eyes. Ever since I'd discovered his list, I'd been afraid to learn where his darker side came from. Dreaded that knowing the truth could lead to finding out he'd want more from me than I was willing to give. Able to give.
Chris was gone by morning, his bedding neatly folded on the ottoman. Where he'd gone, I had no clue. He hadn't left a note either day. I wondered if he was mad at me, though I could swear he had sat beside me on the bed at least twice, stroking my forehead and hair.