Blake stares at me like a lion ready to go in for the final kill. Part of him hardens against my body, instantly changing his demeanor. The smoldering look on his face fades and his cheeks flush, betraying the truth of what he would like to do to me. “Are you done?” he asks, trying to keep his composure. I twist and squirm under his weight a few more times, fighting until I have nothing left to give. “I guess I better be, before you finish on my leg,” I wheeze. He coyly smiles, releasing me from his death grip. Blake stands and pulls me up with him, forcefully drawing my head into his chest.
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