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All Holes Taken (8) “You’re trembling,” Jay muttered. His grip crushed into my thighs as he pounded up into me. “You gonna beg for it?” “I already am,” I cried out. “Please. I need it. I’ll do anything—” “Not yet.” That was Nolan. His voice snapped the air like a whip. His thrusts deepened, punishing. “You wait.” The toy didn’t let up. It hummed harder, faster, no mercy. Every circle it made sent sparks across my body, igniting everything. I was burning up. The stretch inside me, the constant friction, the vibration at the center of it all and I was unraveling. Reid stayed behind me, “If you want it,” he said calmly, “say what you are.” I shook my head, biting down on the words. If I said it, I would lose everything. But I was already gone. My body pulsed in waves, every muscle dr

