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I’m so close. So fucking close and he won’t stop talking and I don’t know what to do but to keep moving against him and say yes.

“Yeah, you will. It’s a shame, isn’t it?”

“Why?”

“It’s a shame no one will know what a good little maid you are. How dedicated to the job. How you serve me. How you take away my suffering. My pain. No one’ll know that.”

“It’s okay.”

“Nah, I’ll put in a good word for you, baby.” Zach grips my ass hard and pushes back against me and I come.

With his rumbled words in my ears and his dick pressing against my clit, I’m shaking on his lap. Shaking like a leaf in the wind. Or maybe like the ground during an earthquake.

And then, it’s Zach’s turn.

He comes with a groan, his forehead pressing against mine, his breaths covering me in a sweaty, misty film.

He’s juddering against me and I notice the drops of his cum spilled on his stomach, his jeans, in my panties. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

Still panting and sweaty, he lowers me on the bed, half-dressed and indecent. From this angle, the sun glares down at me but Zach blocks it with his big body.

He wraps his hand around my neck and growls, “Who are you?”

Even though I have very little energy left, I still arch my back. As if his voice is a call from my master.

“Your prize.”

His fingers flex around my throat in possession and he bends down to smack a hard kiss on my lips. “As long as I’m here.”

I would’ve smiled, because really, I’m happy and I feel cherished.

Only there’s one thing I totally ignored before.

I’m his prize, his most adored possession but only for now.

Only as long as he’s here.

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