“I knew you would love it, Little Bird, and look.” Using my other hand, I flick off some of the hardened wax to the pink skin underneath. “It marks you up so pretty.” “You bastard,” she spits, even she pushes into my hand holding her cunt possessively. “Little Bird, watch your mouth, or I’ll fill it and it won’t be with my cock.” She drops her head back to the table, her body shaking slightly as I trace my tongue up her belly and kiss the jewel there before pulling out my knife, letting her see. She stills, even as she shivers in desire, her eyes blown wide, her lips open on a pant. I lower
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