MEND ME IF YOU CAN.
His arms loosened from my waist, and I thought he was giving in…until I saw what he pulled from his pants.
A butt plug.
My eyes widened in disbelief. “Wait—” I barely managed a word before he turned me around, already pulling away just enough to slide it in with practice ease. The cold, slick pressure made me gasp.
“Don’t take it off,” he growled into my ear, his voice like a command wrapped in velvet sin. “Please.”
It was that single word—please—spoken with an edge of vulnerability, that undid me. My resistance crumbled. I swallowed hard and gave a small, obedient nod.
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