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“Stay where you are,” he warned, slipping his hand beneath the waistband of the s hera low noise, but didn’t move

“Good girl,” he told her

Her breath left her on a shudder as he ran a finger through her folds Soaking wet Very good He nipped at the skin where her neck met her shoulder and she cried out He circled her clit slowly Round and round then back and forth

“Joel!” she cried out

He bit down on her earlobe, stopping the slow caress of her hard nub “How do you address me?”

“Sorry Sorry, Sir I’ll try not to forget again” There was a desperate note to her voice He kne she loved to please

“Sh,” he soothed “It’s okay, pet I have you You’re doing so well My brave girl”

He could feel her lapping up the words like a flower deprived of sunlight Her need to please reached so deep inside him Maybe that hy his scenes had become so serious and almost clinical, because he’d always chosen submissives with experience Who never pushed Never faltered

There was nothing wrong with that But nite his Doing, sometimes so sweet it hurt

He had to be careful or he was going to become putty in her hands

“Sir, please, I need—”

“I know, little one” Would she come here? Unlikely But perhaps if all choice was taken from her “Put your arms behind your back”

She whiument He rewarded her with another flick on her clit He rolled her nipple between the thuht have fallen if he hadn’t grabbed her around the waist He picked her up, cradling her against his chest as he walked over to a dark area next to the scene where a couple of ared her on his lap so her back was to his chest, her legs on either side of his

“Put your hands behind my neck and keep them there”

“Yes, Sir”