What He Does To Me

I think he said “I need you…” as we stared at each other, stopped my breath, made me bite my lip…
I think he said “please…” as he ran his fingers down my thigh, trailing fire everywhere they touched…
I think a tiny moan escaped me and he looked at me with an expression that was somewhere between master and slave…
And I no longer think, I am undone…

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