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My cock bends as I push it against you, even as I hold it firmly, dead center on your opening
I chuckle as I wonder how you convinced yourself you were ready for this
Your head buried in the sheets in anticipation is enticing, yet unacceptable
I pull your hair back, gasping from.. not the sort of pain you were expecting
That comes next, as I growl into your ear “Don’t want to scream for me?”
As if the answer matters..

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I come home, finding you laying in bed half-asleep, and smirk as I take off my tie
Your eyes wander over to me as you slide the covers down over your hip
Somehow shutting off the lights dims sound as well, the room is filled only with deep breath and footsteps
Then a shriek and the rustling of fabric as the tie slides around your wrists
And then only a whisper… “Whose are you?”

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