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think of only one thing to say. She looked up at him. “I really didn’t know I had a fetish.”
    “You didn’t need to know. That’s my job.” He tucked hair behind her ear and just stared down at her. His cock jerked inside her every few seconds, getting harder each time.
    “Do you have a fetish?” she asked him, wanting nothing more than to give him as much pleasure as he gave her.
    He stared at her and nodded. Cupping her cheek, he rubbed the pad of his thumb across her bottom lip. Pulling out, he thrust back inside, fully hard and ready to take her again. “Yes, I do. Her name is Aslan.”