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Leaning forward quickly, he grabbed my wrist. He tugged at her, forcing her to sit on his lap.

– It’s not according to the rules, – was all I could say on a convulsive exhalation. They don’t exist for him, but…

– I make the rules here. – He drained his glass in one long gulp and tossed it on the couch.

His palm rested on my thigh and with pressure went to the very knee. The warmth that I felt rose to my stomach and chest, languidly, unforgivably ached between my legs. No… How does he do it? What is he doing to me?! With my buttocks, I felt the hardness of his groin, a member resting against me, and to my own horror I realized that it resonated in my body. His closeness resonates in my body, his gaze, his scent…

– Good girl… – he slightly raised his upper lip in an animal grin and growled muffledly. Roughly squeezing his hair, he narrowed his eyes. He leaned forward and firmly covered my lips with his mouth. I tasted the whiskey, the heat of his breath. His palm pressed against my thigh, rose to my waist, fingers dug into my body. The onslaught was so strong that my second resistance did not lead to anything. Pushing his tongue into my mouth, he pulled me closer to him and forced me to submit.