#185722 - Sweet Jesus, he was going to kill her—the pleasure she felt now was so akin to pain, so mixed up with it, that she couldn’t assimilate it. Only his voice, rough with urgent desire, kept her from passing out. There was a moment of apprehension…which to her surprise dissolved almost immediately, absorbed into the pool of serene acceptance which now lay at her core.
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