Tally swallowed hard, her mouth dry. She wanted to say yes, to admit that she loved the feeling of being controlled, of having no choice but to submit to him. But the words stuck in her throat. Her focus was all on him, the intense look on his face.Ryan’s expression darkened, his patience wearing thin. “Answer me,” he demanded, his voice a low rumble.Tally nodded, her eyes wide with desire. “Yes,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.Ryan’s lips curled into a satisfied smile. “Good,” he said, his tone softening slightly. “Because I intend to keep you right where you are. Put your hands above your head.” He watched her as she did as she was told. “Now don’t move them, no matter what. Do I make myself clear?”“Yes.”With that, he returned his attention to her body, his hands moving with purpose. He gripped the waistband of her panties, his fingers sliding underneath the fabric. Tally’s breath hitched, her body tensing with anticipation. She remembered her times with Ryan, but in hi
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