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‘I think I’m in love.’ I stared at the ceiling. His hand tensed. ‘With your dick,’ I finished the sentence. He grunted, rolled me on top of him just so he could pinch my butt. ‘Is that the only part of me you are in love with?’ ‘And the rest of you.’ He flipped me onto my back. His eyes bore into mine, burning with an unfathomable passion. ‘Tell me you love me. Say it.’ He entered me. ‘I do. I love you.’ He plunged himself deeper inside. ‘Tell me again.’ He wrapped my legs around him. ‘Tell me again.’ ‘I love you,’ I whimpered as another wave of pleasure stabbed through me. He made a guttural sound in his throat as he pummelled me, harder, faster. I clawed at his back, asked the question in between gasps. ‘What about you? Do you…love me?’ I held my breath like a prisoner awaiting the final sentence. ‘You don’t know the answer to that question?’ He rammed his hips against mine, his voice a hoarse, breathless whisper. A face popped into my head. It was a mirror image of mine. Sarah. The

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