Chapter 7

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Max's POV
"Don't try to fight me off, baby," I say to Pippa, grabbing her waist. "I'm only just getting started." I kiss her and lightly grind against her. She cries softly. "Mmm.." I moan "That's what I like to hear," I pull her arms down and put them by her side. "I have to take you to the bedroom before you make me finish too soon." I say, staring at her.

I take her to the bedroom: holding on tightly to her wrist, so she won't escape. "Looks like you and Ravi had fun last night." I say, glancing at the condom on the floor. "P-please," she stutters "let me go." She tries to tug away from my tight grip

"I'm only going to have some fun, Pippa." I say, gripping tighter. I grab handcuffs out of my pocket. "I came prepared," I whisper. "Be useful and put these on for me." I say, handing her the cuffs. I pull out a condom and toss it on the bed. "Don't want me getting caught, now do we?" I smile and look down. I look back at her and walk towards her. I kiss her and put my hand on her chest as she cries. I push her back on the bed and hook the other cuff to the headboard. She doesn't try to fight me off. It's enjoyable, but not familiar.

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