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The fact that he wants to restrainwet and he’s barely touchedfeels off

Returning with one of his t-shirts, he juhly throws them over my head and binds them with the t-shirt “Now, keep your hands over your head or I’ll tie them down,” he states

“Okay,” I squeak Whatever alcohol buzz I was enjoying is long gone I a if I should be excited or scared shitless

“Nohere was I? Oh, yes Your feet” Chase repositions hiain, and continues his assault onso hard to stay still, but it’s useless I’ mess

Chase stands up and runs his hands uphis nexthis hands on s wide and buries his head between them

My back bows off the bed as I ue around ht places to ently,his assault, he brings ht before I co, I look up at hied He’s tense, stiff “Chase?”

He s er and swirls it around s roan, frustrated he keeps stopping

“This This isthat spot that drives me insane

“Yours,” I say, emphatically “I’m yours”

Stroking in and out, he keeps up his torture “Seeing you dancing with that douchebag ry, I saw red,” he hisses

“Chase—”

“I never want to feel that way again” In and out, asm just out of reach “Proain”

“I promise,” I squeak, barely audible A smile spreads across his face, and just like that, he’s back

“Good,” he breathes as his head disappears between ers hit that sweet spot inside atory and I come hard

As I return fro at me with a look of satisfaction “That was intense,” I say, breathless