A Deal for Love
My hand went to the shirt he was wearing and I struggled with the buttons, he grabbed my hand and pulled it away.
"My pace darling"
The term caused a shiver in my spine.
He undressed speedily, shirt, belt, trouser, my underwear and boxers all thrown away in different spots in the room. His physique was tough, sculpted, as though he were a gym boy.
My heartbeat quickened, before I could process what was happening, he had already pinned my hand above my head.
"Still sure you want this?" He repeated himself, with darker eyes, and daring me to withdraw.
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