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"Out with it. " His hand pressed my head back to his shoulder. "Hear me out, okay. Yes, he was a dick for what he did to you. Specifically for not saying anything to you when he realized who you were.
In back, there would be a simple stem down my spine connecting the parallel lines and a figure-eight weave at the top between my shoulder blades to secure the loose ends. Too soon, he was done. Then I was lying down again with a pillow between my hands and my back. While not constricting like he'd done in the past with my breasts individually wrapped as though in two vices, I could feel the ropes pull taut and then loosen again with each inhale and exhale.
The snugness of them against my chest and back was highly arousing.
Are you telling me that the letter you got is from an older, married woman who seduced you while you were in college. And she turned you on to spanking and the like. Did she convince you to get your cock pierced?" I scurried to a sitting position as I asked my rapid-fire questions.
Held the sheet to my breasts, suddenly self-conscious.
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If you hadn't walked by, it would have been someone else. I had no expectations for it to go beyond that night. And I'm sure I wasn't on your long-term radar, either, so no love lost. It was a fun time had by all. " Dirk took a step forward, opening his mouth.
That party. it was the end of what I had thought was a perfect match. There's no nice way to put this. You were a rebound fuck, Dirk.
If you hadn't walked by, it would have been someone else.
He'd done it again. Was he like the Grinch's cousin. Bringing Christmas every year instead of stealing it. When I turned on the light, I noticed tissues littered the floor around the garbage can.
Clothes were overflowing the hamper since I usually did laundry on the weekends.
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But they needed to be down there before the holiday in order to secure the deal they'd been offered for the condo rental. I reluctantly gave them my blessing and watched them drive off with smiles on their faces.
My mom had reassured me both her and my dad felt safe leaving me in Chris's capable hands; that we would make new traditions together. The problem was, I didn't want new traditions.
We continued watching each other, our breathing settling to an even pace. That we were skin to skin was momentarily forgotten. Eventually, I whispered, "Why me?" "Hmm?" His fingertip traced the ridge of each of my cheekbones. "What do you mean?" "Why pursue me.
Beneath my back, I fisted my hands, willing myself to hang on. In addition to trying to avoid speaking, I was trying to avoid coming because he hadn't given permission.
We'd played in similar ways before, and I'd held out for longer than I'd expected I would. I just didn't know how long he was going to draw it out this time. Who would give in first.