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"God that was so fucking hot," he said, nipping at my earlobe. "You're fucking hot. You're beautiful."

I was shy and soft now as I was never shy and soft.

"You liked doing that for me didn't you?" he whispered.

I nodded dumbly, and could not disagree.

"But you want more," he said. "You want to do more for me."

I shook my head no, but he didn't believe me. "Yes you do. You don't want to say so, but you do, and that's okay. I don't need you to say it. All you have to do is nod and I'll make you do more. Much more."

And as if I was dreaming, I nodded.

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