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I open my eyes to find him staring at me.
Remembrance of our lovemaking causes a flush to stain my cheeks.
Gently he tugs at the sheet, his eyes never leaving mine.
The whirring of the fan caresses my breast, hardening the nipple.
His eyes flash mischievously before lowering his head,
the lightness of his tongue dances along my throat,
inching its way closer, my skin tingling with anticipation.
Instead, he throws back the sheet, exposing me completely.
I gasp, try to pull back but he throws it to the floor.
“Don’t move,” you tell me with an air of command.
My mind struggles, my arms above my head,
held there simply by the strength of my…well, his will.
I feel a soft breeze in through the window,
the dark scent of rain fills my mind, excites me.
I glance down my body, to see you at the foot of the bed,
you’ll appreciate the pale flesh and white silk panties
just as you requested, all else bare to your gaze.
At the look in your eyes, a strangled sound escapes my lips.
Your hands find my ankles, holding them like manacles,
the heat of your touch searing through my skin,
tightening places that you haven’t even touched yet.
You are so strong, I can feel your strength as you hold me,
your fingers tightening around my ankles, holding me as you’d have me,
your hands pulling my legs apart, farther and farther,
