She was nineteen, gorgeous, and far too willing to play with fire. Her journal revealed fantasies she should never have shared… fantasies about being tied up, taken hard, and used by a man who didn’t ask permission. I should’ve walked away. Instead, I became the one she dreamed about. One masked night changed everything—her moans, her need, the way she looked at me after. Now she’s in my bed, trembling, begging, and I’m in far deeper than I ever meant to go.
Her darkest fantasy became my reality.
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