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Sliding his hand down her drenched thigh, he sether, see you off to work, eat ht Most of all”—he lifted his head off the pillow, finding himself lost in her pretty eyes—“I want to command your submission whenever it pleases me” He brushed over the spot he swatted, and at her quiver, he smiled “Yes, Presley, you want that too, don’t you?”

Not waiting for her response, he shut his eyes, grinning and enjoying her reelingneeded to be explained or talked over He wouldn’t have suggested the move if he hadn’t believed she wanted it as well, but clearly, the manner he’d done it bothered her Not like he cared

To ensure she was always taken care of

Yeah, he wanted that

Another long few ainst him He peeked open an eye, lowered his voice “Where will you be in the , doll?”

Happy tears filled her warled her head into his shoulder “In your arms, sir”