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"Let me go, Damien… I'm not doing this with you again. I already know the kind of promises you make- the kind you don't keep."
I murmured, my heart beating hard in my chest as I watched him. I knew he would not waver in his decision. His eyes were determined, unmoved by my pleas as he carried me over to the bed, laying me down more gently than his body language seemed to convey.
Goading him on was probably unwise and clearly so as he leaned forward, his knee right between my legs with his arms on either side of me, leaning forward so that our breaths mingled from our proximity.
"What you're experiencing now, asteri mou, is the hunger that I have nurtured within you. Delayed gratification is a tool that may seem like torture but it is meant to elevate this moment."
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