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6: Submission

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We’d barely stepped past the threshold of our door before his hands moved to liberate my body from their confines. His teeth nipping at his mark on my neck coaxed soft moans from my throat as his hands moved. “Mine,” his deep voice growled both a question and a claim as he palmed my newly bared breasts. I gave him a quick nod.

Stepping out of the pants he’d opened and pushed just past my hips and shrugging out of his embrace, I knelt on the floor before him, sitting back on my heels with my hands palm up on my thighs. I submitted control completely to him, just as he’d asked for. I looked up at him. His devilish smile sent warm wave of desire through me.

I was already wet and his smile told me he knew it. We watched each other as he moved around me and sat on the plush bench at the foot of our bed. He crooked a finger at me and leaned back slightly.

I obeyed the silent command, slinking forward on my hands and knees. My arms folded be
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