I nod again. As soon as he adds tension, I hesitate. My eyes find his, and they’re filled with trust. Suddenly, my scalp prickles, and it shoots straight to my core. It’s rough and commanding, but in a different way than I’ve experienced. His watchful eyes are studying my reaction. The firmness increases, and it’s a mixture of pain and affection. He’s not trying to hurt me. He’s not Bryan. I moan, and he tightens his hold. The more pressure he adds, the greater the sensation. The trust between us grows with each strained tug. I love it. Humming around him until it starts to hurt more than feel
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