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“Your orgasms belong to me.” What? I blink my eyes open. His tongue does a slow, languid sweep of me. “Your body belongs to me. Your mind belongs to me. Every perfect inch of you is mine. That means when I tell you to trust me, you do. When I tell you to relax, you will. When I tell you to come, you come. Am I understood?”
“So fucking beautiful. So fucking special. So fucking mine.”

