Chapter Fifty- Seven

Aya Starr 1.5k words

Evelyn's POV

"Hang on, sweetie, I got you," he promised, his voice rough with desire. His hands moved to my breasts, squeezing and pressing them violently. He pinched my nipples hard, sending jolts of pleasure through me. My back arched, my body a slave to his touch.

"Oh God, Tony," I moaned,...

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