I surrender. "I want you inside me." If I wasn’t tied and supported, I would collapse entirely. "I want you inside me."
He doesn't move. "That's better," he whispers into my ear.
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think you owe me something," he says, and the towel finger wanders downwards between my breasts. I feel I ought to be frightened, but instead, my pulse is