Vesper POV “Fuck, Vesper,” he groans, his head pressing back against the chair.I tighten my grip, stroking him once, slow and deliberate, just to watch his whole body lock up. “Not so tough now, are you? Right now you’re just mine to use, Ghost. Nothing else.”He snarls but it breaks into another groan when I squeeze him tighter, dragging my thumb across the head, spreading the wetness already leaking out of him.I shift, sliding down his lap, and lower myself so I can run the tip along my slick folds. His cock presses against me, hard and demanding, but I don’t let him in. I just rub him along me, teasing, using his body for my own control. His growl vibrates low in his chest, his arms straining at the rope around his wrists.“You’re playing a dangerous game,” he grits out.“And you’re not in a position to stop me
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