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"Shane," I plead the instant I’et hiue

His reply is to turn ain His hands are on ht here," he promises "With you, where I’ve been since thehas changed"

"Then why are you here?"

"I ca without you Will you lie now and tellwith the hint of betrayal I hear in his voice andto you, Shane Please know that I thought this would end, I could confess"

He leans in, his lips at my ear "Tell me you don’t want me to stop," he commands "Tell me what you really feel, not what you think you’re supposed to feel"

"You knohat I feel," I whisper

"Say it"

There is a gravelly, tormented sound to his voice I desperately need to answer, but if I say what he wants me to say, what I want to say, I will only ensure he won’t let go of o "No," I say firmly "No I won’t"

He leans back and looks atwith flecks of blue I know to be anger "Yes," he replies "You will because I won’t stop until you givethat is real That is what I want and deserve And so do you But that is e have to be from this point forward Real Absolute Honest" He lowers himself to one knee, where hisover the sensitive flesh

I pant and , what he will do next, and my willpoill soon evaporate, if it hasn’t already He wants what is real, but that is dark and blood-laden, and he doesn’t deserve it His hands caress up and down ainstinto my belly button I’ is, that is when I feel the safest That is when I feel like nothing else can touch me

"Look at me," he orders, and as if I have no option, I do as he says I look at hi heat of his desire andin his stare And feel the connection I share with this ood we are together" He cupsof my nipples "But I own your pleasure And more that we’ll talk about after I er inside rab his shoulders, but he is out of reach, forcing me to fist my hands by my sides, and endure the pleasure Endure Like this is hell when it’s prettyto his shoulder, his lips pressing to h And then it happens, that thing that I knoill happen, and want to happen His tongue finds my clit in a tease of a touch Then another And another, until he sucksdeeply on the sensitive nub, while those two fingers are inside me The world fades There is just pleasure Just Shane, who does indeed ownthat point, his"Look atmy head to stare down at him

"Do you want me to stop?"

"You already did"

"Do you wanthe will insist onme"

"Whatever you say," he declares, his sexy, soerously, wonderfully close to that sweet spot where I need and want hie"

"We both know that’s not true," I hter whisper againstht now," I say "Later I do"

His sexy, often punishing mouth quirks and then, to my relief, there are no one too soon "Shane," I plead desperately

The sexy laugh that follows tells ency pleases hi overmy sex a moment later And oh God, the spiral of heat and pleasure is almost too much to bear It overwhelms me and I can’t think I can only sub man, and to the pleasure, so much pleasure So very ht the ball of tension inlower and lower, but it’s powerful, fierce, and in a blink I stiffen, before h me A deep, low moan rips from my throat, a sound I barely know as my own, and time stands still And then it’s over, and round

Shane lowersme on top of the bed, his body arched aboveme, the saltiness of me on his lips, now on mine, before he tears his mouth from mine and declares, "I need to feel you wet and hot around ht now Skin to skin, the way I only let le" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true">