She was gone and there was nothing he could do about it. The guilt still lingered like a heavy fog that never cleared. He had learned to live with it hoovering over all his days like heavy clouds. But he was pure poison, the way he knew exactly how to pleasure her, how to drive her wild. He could quickly become a dangerous addiction, but she could not resist any of it. She wanted more of him in every sense. Needed more of him.
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