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The second she followed my directions, she cried out as the weight of the clamps tugged down on her sensitive nipples.

“Please, just fuck me.” She pushed back against me, her minuscule underwear doing nothing to hide her dripping pussy.

“You wanted this, Sophia. I’m giving it to you.”

“I change my mind. I’m a woman. I’m allowed to change my mind.”

“Not in this case.” Shifting around her, I bound her wrists into the padded cuffs and ran my hand up and down her gorgeous plump ass.

Taking hold of her thong, I slid it down her legs, letting it pool at her feet. I wouldn’t risk breaking a jewel on her skin and marring her body.

She truly was a wet dream come to life.

“Ready?”

“Yes.” She nodded.

I started slow, first with light taps across her legs and working up to her back and shoulders. Then I increased the force creating a sexy as fuck glow on her skin.

Each strike had my dick growing harder and harder and precum leaking from the tip. It was a slow torture for both of us.

The harder my strikes, the more she moaned. Her pussy gushed with need and soaked down her inner thigh, and the desire to drink it up called to me nonstop.

“Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?”

“I’d be more beautiful if your cock was in me.”

I scored long strokes down her back. “You have a one-track mind.”

“It’s your fault. You started my sexual journey in this very room.”

“I did. Then I guess you’re happy with your path so far.”

“Everything but the murder wrap.”

“You’re free. That is all that matters.”

“I’m free because I didn’t do it. A victim of the victim got desperate and took matters into her own hands. Her tactic would be my way of handling things, but she had her reasons.”

Her words brought all the anger and guilt of the last few weeks to the forefront of my mind. Suppose Sophia had never met me if I’d never entered her life. Would any of this have happened? I wouldn’t have confronted Randolph or caused him to go after Sophia. I was the reason Sophia ended up on Henrietta’s radar, and because of Henrietta, Carla nearly killed her.

The common denominator in all of this was me.

I wasn’t good for Sophia. I’d seen it from the beginning, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stay away. I was like my grandfather. Bad blood. Unfixable.

Dangerous.

Ultimately, she paid the price for my weakness.

Lucian was right. Everyone was right. I had to let her go.

It would destroy me to do it. But I had no choice.

She deserved better than me.

“Reasons or not, I’m glad you’re free.”

“Same.”

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