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I’m never going to admit this, but I also love waking up or going to sleep with his cock inside me. He’s usually quick to get to that part, but obviously not today. He keeps rubbing his cock over my sensitive folds, my clit, my entrance, but he never thrusts in. “Killian, please…” “Please what?” “Put it in…” “Look at you being so fucking adorable and begging for it. Weren’t you supposed to be sketching?” “Put it in,” I demand this time, wiggling my hips so I can catch the crown. “We’ll play a game before that.” “This isn’t the time for games.” “It sure as fuck is. So, my little rabbit. I want you to admit to one of two things. The first is the obvious statement of being mine. The second is that you wanted me that first time.” I glare at him through the mirror. “No.” Slap. I gasp as the sting registers on my core and spreads to my whole body. Holy shit. Did the bastard just spank my pussy? He did, and the sting hurts so good, I think I came a little. What the hell is wrong with me? “We’