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"You're supposed to act like you're screaming in pleasure, not act like you're horrified." Reed snaps and I send him a glare, "I'd rather be dead!" I huff. He pulls me back again, "And I can fucking help with that if you'd like, but not right now. I can't exactly help fulfill your death wish if we're both in jail." He scoffs.

"I thought you said we couldn't go to prison for this!" I exclaim. "No, I said we wouldn't get caught." He corrects.

"Now shut up and do your fucking part." He murmurs, pushing me down until my crotch connects with his.