Elias Lucas stared up at me from his knees, his hands folded behind his back. I could tell he hated it. That it was uncomfortable for him. His shoulders were tense, and despite the surface-level submissive pose, his brown eyes told a different story. He was kneeling for me, but he did not like it. A little thrill shot through me. I would not make it easy on him. As it stood, he had all the power, despite being the one on his knees. He was not the one lactating, and technically, I needed him far more than he needed me. I would just have to make sure that changed. I reached down, gripped the hem of my shirt, and pulled it off, breaking eye contact only as long as it took to get it over my head. Like my body was attuned to him, to the heat blazing in his eyes and the intensity of his scent, a drop of milk spilled from my aching right nipple. As far as teasing went, it was pretty damn good. Lucas’s throat bobbed, his eyes following it as it ran down my swollen pec to my stomach. “Yo
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