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“You’re not safe” My voice is a low purr

Straight white teeth are revealed with his smile “And you’re not sweet”

Derek’s condo hasn’t changed—spare, little to no accessories on the very s, which are dark with stainless accents It’s all hardwood and straight lines A as fireplace Only a fe lights are on The air surrounding us on the balcony is slightly chilled, but it can’t cohs as he holds ainst the secluded outside wall

He lifts ether, tongues touching, breaths rows faster As many times as we’ve been here, the tension could be visible it’s still so hot

“You wore red,” he groansmy stomach muscles “You’re beautiful in red”

The hee hands grip ers slide into the sides of his hair, and I pull his face back tohis mouth His teeth pulldeeply the side of my hair

“I don’t do this,” I gasp, still playing the gaerous”

My legs are around hi aside “I won’t tell anyone”

Aers as his thumb circles my clit

“Oh, god” He knows just how to touch me, and the metallic Clink! of his belt meets my ears

Anticipation tightense uest bedroohlights the planes of his ass

“M into him so I can clutch that perfect muscle

Just then he thrusts into , it’s always a surprise Flexinghis shoulders so I can ride hiainst his pelvis, driving him deeper into me

“Shit, Melissa,” he gasps

He’s always the lead, the aggressor, but tonight, I feel powerful Our little pretense helped me remember how far I’ve come since the days when I was the victi