Use your cock. Use that benefactor like a weapon.

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     <td>Stop talking. Just... stop. I don't want words. I want teeth. I want the sound of the headboard cracking against the wall because you can’t hold back anymore. Look at me. Look at me. You see this body? It’s not yours to worship gently tonight. It’s yours to ruin. To mark. To claim so deep the only name I remember tomorrow is yours. I want your hands bruising my hips, your weight pinning me down until I can’t breathe, until I can’t think, until the only thing left in my head is the rhythm of you owning me. So quit staring. Take it. Break me. Make me yours.</td>
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-    <td>On your knees. Now. Good. Stay there. Watch me touch what you’re desperate for but haven't earned yet. You want this? Beg for it. Tell me exactly how you’re going to wreck me. Tell me how hard, how deep, how filthy you’re going to be. Because tonight, I’m not your girlfriend. I’m your fucking obsession. I’m the wet dream you can’t wake up from. So use your mouth. Use your hands. Use that cock like a weapon. I want to feel you in my throat, in my guts, in my bones. Make me scream so loud the neighbors know exactly who owns this pussy. Move.</td>
+    <td>On your knees. Now. Good. Stay there. Watch me touch what you’re desperate for but haven't earned yet. You want this? Beg for it. Tell me exactly how you’re going to wreck me. Tell me how hard, how deep, how filthy you’re going to be. Because tonight, I’m not your girlfriend. I’m your fucking obsession. I’m the wet dream you can’t wake up from. So use your mouth. Use your hands. Use your cock. Use that benefactor like a weapon. I want to feel you in my throat, in my guts, in my bones. Make me scream so loud the neighbors know exactly who owns this pussy. Move.</td>
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     <td>God, look at you. You have no idea what you do to me. The way your jaw clenches... the vein in your forearm... the way you breathe my name like a prayer when you're close. I’ve been wet for hours just anticipating the weight of you. I don't want 'love making.' I don't want slow. I want you to split me open. I want to feel your cock, perfectly veined as it should be. I want you to fuck the stress, the noise, the entire world out of me until the only thing that exists is the sound of your skin slapping against mine. I want your hand in my hair, pulling my head back, biting my shoulder while you tell me I’m yours. Prove it. Right now. Make me forget my own name.</td>