CHAPTER SEVEN-2

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Stepping slowly over to her he slid his hand behind her neck. She stuttered out a breath and leaned into him. Marcus was a Master of touch. He had learned about pressure points when he served in the Special Forces for hand to hand combat. But, he had perfected the art over time. The same pressure points used to cause pain, could also be used to induce intense pleasure. He firmly pushed down on the point at the nape of her neck, then he slowly swirled his finger. She let out a quiet moan and swayed on her feet. Leaning down, he nibbled up her neck, then gently taking her earlobe between his teeth, he bit down, slowly applying pressure until she squirmed in his arms. Marcus knew she beginning to float. Endorphins had started to flow through her body. But, he couldn’t, wouldn’t go any furt

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