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"I want to keep watching him"
"I know You will taunt him with that, too, that another took your body while he knelt in loneliness"
"Serving ift I’ll reward But with him, I need to hold back That’s the key"
"You’re afraid you’ll want to give too much of yourself to him, too soon" She couldn’t deny it It was in the quiver of her body, the way her nipples continued to harden beneath Daegan’s touch, elongating under his skilled fingers The aching pleasure becaainst hi her head back onto his shoulder, the violence taking her by surprise So water, tiny bubbles of response barely quivering below the surface, and other tian had spent away from her had turned her blood to lava, such that she would erupt at histhe side zipper of the latex over the curve of her hip, his hand teasing bare flesh, he peeled the pants down but didn’t push the tight garhs "Bend over; clasp the chair in front of you,cherI want to take you tight, where you cannot spread as wide for me as you wish"
"I want to coan"
He wrapped his hand in her hair and in one s her around the waist so her breasts were shelved on the top of her office chair and her toes barely reached the floor
Her heels stabbed at the deniwith thehard into your pussy, but you will not release To be denied will make you cruel, needy He needs you cruel and needy"
Anwyn closed her eyes, her breath short Always he knew her so well It hurt so ht--to be denied could make one cruel, as well as needy to the point of silent, suffering anguish If she knew she had all of Daegan Rei’s heart, she would give hi such games
"For you both, then," she breathed "The one ill take me, and the one I will take for ht her back to hi an anchor point under her breasts as she arched back like a crescent th of it, he earned her cry, pleasure in how he filled her
Reaching back, she curled her hands into the open fabric of his jeans and held on, as he leaned forward and enveloped her in the folds of the duster he hadn’t bothered to remove
She was a Mistress, but he alone compelled her to surrender like this While he had stopped dereeave hih he’d never said why he stopped asking, she thought she knehy, and it ly drove into herself every time she clasped hireater crime than to fall in love with a huital ones beeped and wind-ups ticked, and both could be heard by vae of tih he knew it had been only fifteen minutes since he took the position on the prayer bench, it felt like twice that The door didn’t open, and with the soundproofing, the only noises in the silent room were his breath and heartbeat Which increased his tension to the point he was gripping those iron handles as if they were a lifeline
A strange thing had happened to hi here The decision to obey had been spontaneous, a reckless "oh fuck it" But thehi him So hi to stay here, in this position, until Hell froze over Because that door hadn’t opened and no one had told hier he’d reotten, until his cock was a fucking steel bar, aching It was at an uncorabbed hold of those iron bars, he’d pilloried hi lost his , he dropped his head so his brow rested on the padded rail Cushioned velvet, an interesting choice since everything else about the bench was penitential hard wood He was in that position when the door opened, and he heard her step back in
He stiffened, but didn’this head where it was, too messed up to make a decision about whether or not he should lift it He held on to the sound of her co across the floor, the sharp shot of stilettos, briefly ain The wet slide of the latex, the whisper of the camisole as her body moved beneath the clothes
Then her scent and heat were close He didn’t know about flowers and perfumes He just knew she smelled totally Female, capitalFHe wanted to bury his face in her hair, that sable sea of comfort and torment
"Keep your head down"
Her hand touched his hair then, stroked along his te, the rich red color filling his vision like blood, the iron handles hot under his sweaty grip Pain, such as what the other Mistresses had given hialvanized his norht this kind of attack Lyssa had done it, too, that night long ago Sioddess could turn mercy and compassion into a weapon A treasure a entle, but there was a fired Her thuht out of the corner of his eye when she shifted it forward, passing over his cheek It drifted behind his ear, along his jaw She caressed the scar where a vamp had tried to rip open his throat He’d nearly succeeded before Gideon’s se and into his heart<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>