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"You would think, wouldn't you?" He moved to the counter,
picking up a small oval disc that he slapped on the kitchen
island. "This will stop conception. Nothing can stop the heat.
Now, my problem is, I'm ready to rip that gown off
your body
and throw you to the damn floor where I can fuck you until
we're both screaming. Until you're as wild for me, as crazy for
me, as I am for you. Or you can run out of that door right now,
as fast as you can run, and find someplace, any place, to hide
until I can find enough control to keep from hunting you down
and taking you like the animal I am. Make your choice now,
baby, and make it fast. Because this kitty is all out of patience."
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