11. Okay, Big DaddyKiaraEthan’s words echoed in my ears, my legs clenching together. Images of eighteen-year-old Ethan hovering above me, asking me with a flushed face if he could tie my hands flashed in my mind. Of all the times when he would tease me, edge me to orgasm then pull away until I begged for him to touch me. Now, sitting on the couch, legs wide, his body donned in a dark suit with piercing eyes. He was tall and big, and even though he had always been a gentleman with me, I felt intimidated by his size and his aura.Of course, Ethan is a dominant. Clearing my throat, I met his guarded eyes as if I would judge him for his kinks. It shook me to my core, and I knew he was more than serious. “I kind of realized that, Ethan,” I tried to say in a calm voice.“You did?”I flashed him a grin, “You asked me if you could tie my hands when we were eighteen.”He leaned back on the couch, his eyes noting the subtle clench of my legs. I took a shuddering breath. I knew that he knew t
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