I wanted you in this bed. I'd always been sort of creeped out by the fact that Damian had to do everything I told him, just because I said so, but it had moments of usefulness, and now it might be gone. His eyes were like deep green pools, deep enough to drown in. Take it off, I said.
He held my underwear out toward me. He's thinking about it. He pinned my wrists, her wrists, and as requested, there was no foreplay. The look on his face said, plainly, he didn't expect me to take him up on it.
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