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No
!
The
bed
shifts
,
and
he
kneels
between
my
legs
.
He
leans
toward
the
bedpost
,
and
the
cuff
on
my
ankle
is
suddenly
gone
.
I
pull
my
leg
to
the
middle
of
the
bed
…
resting
it
against
him
.
He
leans
over
to
the
opposite
post
and
frees
my
other
leg
.
His
hands
travel
quickly
down
both
my
legs
,
squeezing
and
kneading
,
bringing
life
back
into
them
.
Then
,
grasping
my
hips
,
he
lifts
me
so
that
my
back
is
no
longer
on
the
bed
.
I
am
arched
,
resting
on
my
shoulders
.
What
?
He
’
s
kneeling
up
between
my
legs
…
and
in
one
swift
,
slamming
move
he
’
s
inside
me
…
oh
,
fuck
…
and
I
cry
out
again
.
The
quiver
of
my
impending
orgasm
begins
,
and
he
stills
.
The
quiver
dies
…
oh
no
…
he
’
s
going
to
torture
me
further
.
“
Please
!
”
I
wail
.
He
grips
me
harder
…
in
warning
?
I
don
’
t
know
,
his
fingers
digging
into
the
flesh
of
my
behind
as
I
lay
panting
…
so
I
purposefully
still
.
Very
slowly
,
he
starts
to
move
again
…
out
and
then
in
…
agonizingly
slowly
.
Holy
fuck
—
please
!
I
’
m
screaming
inside
…
And
as
the
number
of
voices
in
the
choral
piece
increases
,
so
does
his
pace
,
infinitesimally
,
he
’
s
so
controlled
…
so
in
time
with
the
music
.
And
I
can
no
longer
bear
it
.
“
Please
,
”
I
beg
,
and
in
one
swift
move
,
he
lowers
me
back
onto
the
bed
,
and
he
’
s
lying
on
top
of
me
,
his
hands
on
the
bed
beside
my
breasts
as
he
supports
his
weight
,
and
he
thrusts
into
me
.
As
the
music
reaches
its
climax
,
I
fall
…
free
-
fall
…
into
the
most
intense
,
agonizing
orgasm
I
have
ever
had
,
and
Christian
follows
me
…
thrusting
hard
into
me
three
more
times
…
finally
stilling
,
then
collapsing
on
top
of
me
.
As
my
consciousness
returns
from
wherever
it
’
s
been
,
Christian
pulls
out
of
me
.
The
music
has
stopped
,
and
I
can
feel
him
stretch
across
my
body
as
he
undoes
the
cuff
on
my
right
wrist
.
I
groan
as
my
hand
is
freed
.
He
quickly
frees
my
other
hand
,
gently
pulls
the
mask
from
my
eyes
,
and
removes
the
earbuds
.
I
blink
in
the
dim
soft
light
and
stare
up
into
his
intense
gray
gaze
.
“
Hi
,
”
he
murmurs
.
“
Hi
,
yourself
,
”
I
breathe
shyly
back
at
him
.
His
lips
quirk
up
into
a
smile
,
and
he
leans
down
and
kisses
me
softly
.
“
Well
done
,
you
,
”
he
whispers
.
“
Turn
over
.
”
Holy
fuck
—
what
’
s
he
going
to
do
now
?
His
eyes
soften
.
