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Re: My first story
Enjoying this story .... please update soon TS!
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Re: My first story
The stalker released Xavier from the wall, pushing him toward the women. Xavier's eyes met Chloe's, a silent plea passing between them, but he moved forward, his hands resting tentatively on Joanne's hips.
"Touch her," the stalker commanded, his voice sharp. "Make her feel it." Xavier's fingers trembled as he traced the curve of Joanne's waist, his touch gentle despite the circumstances. Joanne's eyes fluttered closed, her breath hitching as Xavier's hands moved lower, cupping her buttocks and pulling her closer. Chloe watched, her heart pounding, as Xavier's lips brushed Joanne's neck, his kisses soft and reverent. She felt a surge of jealousy, quickly followed by guilt. This wasn’t their choice; it was a violation, a perversion of everything they’d shared. "Now, Chloe," the stalker said, his voice dripping with anticipation. "It’s your turn to take control." He handed her a small vibrator, its hum buzzing menacingly in her hand. Chloe's fingers trembled as she pressed it against Joanne's thigh, slowly moving it higher. Joanne's body arched, a soft moan escaping her lips despite herself. "Harder," the stalker commanded, his voice a low growl. Chloe bit her lip, her fingers tightening around the vibrator as she pressed it against Joanne's clit. Joanne's moans grew louder, her body bucking against the chains. Xavier watched, his expression a mix of desire and anguish, as he reached out to stroke Joanne's breast, his thumb brushing her nipple. The stalker circled them, his camera phone capturing every moment. "Perfect," he whispered. "Now, Xavier. It’s time for you to take what’s yours." Xavier hesitated, his eyes meeting Chloe's, but the stalker's threat hung heavy in the air. Slowly, he stepped forward, his hands resting on Chloe's hips as he pulled her closer. Chloe's breath caught as Xavier's lips met hers, his kiss hungry and desperate. She could taste Joanne on his lips, a bitter reminder of their captivity. Her hands moved to his chest, her fingers digging into his skin as she pressed herself against him. |
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