Darker Than Black
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He then moved his hands beneath my dress and ripped it apart. I gasped.
''.....You are perfect....'' He whispered, hoarse, unclear.
''Damian'' I hushed.
I leaned in closer, deeper into his chest. He still stood behind me caressing the heat on my skin. Fingers grazing my bare stomach, up the ample of my breasts. Circling seductively around them, rubbing slowly on the hardened tips............
''I'm going to make you scream tonight...''
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Sky thought she had a perfect life until one night when her innocence was ripped away by someone she trusted the most. The table turned and her life became Darker Than Black!
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