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" I tried to swallow around the growing lump in my throat. Everything I had planned to say to Jolie-to Dirk if he was present-just slipped away.
I used to stare at the pictures for days. "I wrapped both hands around my warm cup and smiled, loving how his blue eyes became even more brilliant as he talked.
A deep moan echoed in my chest when he pulled out a rectangular, black box I kept in there amongst the variety of blankets. Though not as tall as a large shoebox, it was the same width and length.
They were the ones who had quote-unquote 'taught' me to nurture my dominant side. They had also been very persuasive when I was trying to decide on the piercings.
But right now, I think he needed to feel that himself. I wanted to hold him.
," he licked his lips, "make you scream when he fucks you?" I held my breath, anticipating him sliding into me. Making what he'd just said actually happen.
Drawing out the sensations for both of us. I was so lost in them that I didn't realize at first that he'd slid a finger in my ass and was rubbing against the reverse Prince Albert piercing that pressed along the membrane wall on the other side.