Tutor My Heart
“What is it? “ I groan out, as Thane pushes the door open.
He peeps through, his face coming off from the side, as he watches. “Don’t do what I think you’re about to do” Thane’s voice whispers while his eyes thread through my body. “Don’t you dare touch yourself sexually” he says, while he properly stands, pushing open the door frame, as he partly steps in.
“It is still my body, dear husband of mine” I say, trying to act bratty, but Thane seems to defy that.
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