Beneath The Mask
It’s too much and yet not enough, leaving me hanging on the brink of ecstasy.
Prince leans down, his chest flush against my back, and his lips brush my ear. “I want to hear you, Ghost,” he whispers, his voice soft but commanding. “Let it out.”
His command shatters the last of my resistance. I turn my face from the pillow, letting out a long, guttural moan that seems to rise from the deepest part of me. Prince rewards my surrender with a particularly deep thrust, sending shockwaves through my body. I shudder violently beneath him, every nerve alight.
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