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eliciting an animalistic groan. Cohen

plunges into me, my back slapping

against the tiles and I can’t mute the

moans of pleasure the brutal force of his

thrusts bring me. I know. I know. I

know. Turning rigid in his arms, the

orgasm that felt like heaven suddenly

feels like hell. The voice in my head

screams to me that this is all wrong. This

is all wrong.