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She'd followed up later with a text that she had something to talk to me about, and could we please meet around eleven-thirty at the apartment. Thankfully, I hadn't seen it until this morning when I'd gotten up.
" Down in the valley between my breasts went his fingers, tracing the V-shape he'd created in the way he'd bound me.
The week after. Every day since.
Please. " "Chris?" "I want to explain.
"Because while I had once enjoyed being a Dominant partner, I was now. nothing.
He suggested adjusting the time he'd be gone so he could return in time to celebrate the special day with me. As much as it hurt to know I couldn't go with him, I was okay with the compromise.
Will you marry me?" I was going to tease him and say I'd think about it. Make some quip about popping the question at Christmas being so passé.