Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ "Can I..." I started, as I felt a flush of heat, "Can I get you off in another way? I don't want to stop, I just... I can't do that." I slid off his lap, my knees hitting the plush carpet between his spread legs. I looked up at him through the lace of my mask, my hands hovering over his tattooed thighs. "On my knees," I breathed, "Or with my hands." I looked up at him from the carpet, my heart trying to beat its way out of my throat. The power he held over me was terrifying, but the hunger in my own gut was worse. It was a deep, aching void that only he could fill, and I was starving for even a piece of him. I couldn't explain the madness taking hold of me, but the logic didn't matter anymore. I was starving for him. It was a mutual destruction, and for the first time, I was more than willing to let it burn me alive. "But there are rules," I whispered, as I reached out, my fingertips trembling as I barely brushed his thighs, "You can't touch me. You keep y
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