When she was dressed, her nervous expression had the Dom inside me salivating. “You want something else to drink?” I asked. “Rum and Coke?” She shook her head. “Something stronger.” I laughed, knowing her reasons. “Like a shot of Everclear?” She strode close and leaned in to me, her voice hushed. “I just want something to take the tremble away.” Her waist was small in my hands, where it fit so perfectly. “But I fucking love your tremble.” “I don’t.” Her expression was pained. I set my hand on her cheek and brushed my thumb over her lush lips. “The things I’m going to do to you, they’re going
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