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I myself did not understand how my fingers ended up near his face. I woke up only when I felt the bristles pierce the pads and, not fully understanding what I was doing, touched his broken lip. He hissed, and I immediately withdrew my hand, but it was too late. His grip became stronger, demonic flames flashed in his eyes. A moment, and he again pressed into my mouth a rough kiss filled with the unconditional right to submit. I felt his tongue enter my mouth – wet, greedy. It became difficult to breathe, thoughts got mixed up, mixed up, heat mixed with chills, a desire to push away with a desire… with a desire to allow more… A little more, just a little… The palm lying on my hip fell on my buttocks. Squeezing, Max growled into my lips:

– We need to get rid of you.

Contrary to what he said, his fingers pressed into me, only he no longer squeezed my hair so hard, rather he just held it. It was difficult to collect the remains of the mind. The nipples were hard, the chest ached, I wanted to feel it insanely. And not at all like that, not through clothes, but… Lord… What did he do to me?! What am I doing?! Ivan… I…