02

Being an obedient slut

A dark, promising smile touched his lips. “Good. Now, get on your back. I want to see your face when I make you beg for the next one.”

I rushed to obey, the silk sheets cool against my heated skin. He took a nearby chair and sat on it, a tall, muscular silhouette against the dim light, just watching me. His gaze was intense.

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