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I hear myself begin to whimper again and I bite my lip to stop. I won't do it.

"I already told you, Isabel," he says, squeezing my breast. His thumb grazes the skin above the fabric of my bra, and I can’t help myself. I arch my back, pressing against him. His fingers are so close to just slipping in...

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