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I tried not to imagine the awkward atmosphere at dinner where none of us talked. At all.
"Who really turned you on to bondage and dominance?" He laid down kind of sideways on top of me, pulling my arms closer to the top of my head but still holding them in his grip while his cheek rested on my chest, my right breast cushioning him.
As a result, his chuckle vibrated through me.
Him silently rubbing it in my face with his mere presence that he'd gotten one up on me, coming and going as he pleased.
"Oh, my God, Chris.
A familiar clicking sound had me jerking my head up.
Anticipation spread throughout my limbs. The bed springs squeaked.