“Usually he crawled out at some point, dragging himself back to his apartment for the remainder of the night. After he’d had sex with her again. But this time he failed to summon the energy or will to leave. He was finally breaking through her defenses. She’d taken action last night—played with the toy as he’d wanted her to. She’d decided. She’d teased, laughed, talked dirty right back at him. Having her watch waterpolo had been good, the restaurant better, their bed play after—brilliant. Only n...ow he wanted yet more—to have her truly take the lead. To open right up to him and tease him hard out the way he suspected she would if she could let herself go. He couldn’t walk away until he’d achieved that. But more than that, he wanted to know her. Not just physically. He woke before she did. He watched her sleeping deeply and dreamlessly. No nightmare. He drew in a satisfied breath. She was curled, facing towards him. Beautiful, warm and snugly. He ached for her to wake, but didn’t want to disturb her rest.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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