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PROLOGUE

Panting but not giving up. Bella made sure her fingers circled her little bud in back and forth diagonal motions. She was almost there. She rubbed faster when she thought about how handsome he looked like . She had every inch of his body locked and preserved in her memory. Shutting her eyes to let her vivid imagination of his silhouette come to life, she rubbed faster and trembled while calling out his name. After recovering from her euphoric state, she sat up on her bed and the sight before her made her wish the bed could swallow her up. There he was, the man whose name she was screaming while trembling in pleasure. Her eyes slowly trailed from his chest to his lower body, upon seeing his member's print the air was knocked out of her five-foot body. She opened her mouth to explain but the sound of the door closing left her speechless. Blinking rapidly to make sure she wasn't hallucinating she looked at him in the eye. He smirked and approached her.