Bought By The Billionaire
"Good girl…"
He doesn't smile, but his pupils are huge and black as he trails fingers along the inner thigh of one leg, then reaches for the other with his mouth. To one side, nails once more dig in, a pin-prick line of pain which trips downward over soft skin and sensitive muscle toward my exposed vulva. To the other side, teeth nip, a matching trail of micro-bites to sting and skip and skitter down my skin. With every nip, my lungs snatch. With every bite, I clench and shudder, welling up loose and liquid inside.
The bites intensify, sharp-edged incisors plucking at skin, hard enough to leave marks, stabbing through to my core. But after each bite, a warm wet mouth settles over the sting,
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