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Oh, God. My hand shook when I reached out and touched the gold ring with the small teardrop-shaped diamond that kept sparkling because his hand was shaking.
I'd learned he was extremely sensitive when I used my tongue to play with his hardware.
And in a strange way, that itself was the power trip. " Tears formed in my eyes without warning.
I flinched and cooed. Then he was traveling back to the middle and upwards again through the valley.
My sigh made my chest shudder, and my throat was raw from coughing and crying.
A fire was burning in my lungs, but I didn't care. Chris panted somewhere above me, his grunts mingling with my moans.
Money had always been tight with my parents.