~ CASIMIR ~She stroked my hair, my neck, my shoulders, my chest. And she soothed me—sending waves of love in the bond every time my tension peaked and I pulled against the belt, smiling when I eased back, and her eyes glowing when our pace picked up.The truck rocked and jiggled with our movement, which added to the sensation. And all at once, I was overwhelmed, tugging and jerking against the belt, my skin becoming raw from the rough side of the leather.There was a fleeting thought in my head that I needed to teach her how to do this safely for next time—then a screaming protest that there would be no next time.“Cazz… relax. Breathe. Be here with me…” she whispered, then she held my
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