Sammi POV
His hand stays firmly on my neck, his thumb stroking my skin, grounding me, but I can’t think of a single time.
And then it hits me.
“That first time,” I whisper, my voice shaking. “When you had me bent over the bed, and the way you grabbed my hips... it felt like they fit perfectly in your hands.”
“Good girl,” he growls, and my body trembles. His fingers slide between my legs, gently brushing against my c**t, and I let out a soft moan. “Now, look at another part of your body. Tell me when it felt good enough.”
I hesitate, my eyes still locked on my hips. “Look where I’m looking,” he whispers, and I force my gaze to follow his, landing on my breasts.
This is harder. My throat tightens, but he’s waiting, his fingers teasing me, keeping me on edge. “I’m waiting, Angel.”
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