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Some girls just invite corruption. Not consciously, although that’s perhaps the case with
Somewhere, in a deep, dark corner, perhaps behind that cupboard that’s been in your apartm
Dinner had been… interesting.  He’d teased her relentlessly, knowing that
She’d been hiding in the shower for about twenty minutes.  Twenty minutes of losing h
He’d left them there as a test. A constant temptation that he knew she’d succumb
It’s the ties on her blouse, hanging loose. Purposeless, just bits of fabric that have out
He wasn’t done with her, that much was clear. But he wanted a break, and she needed one.&n
The reprimand stung more than any blow would have. The sudden finger in her face cowed her, was almo
She had never been seized before. To have a man’s hands run over her not as a lo
It was the height of summer, and she couldn’t help but shiver a little. It didn’
She was watching him from the other side of the room, her eyes brimming with mischief. Her fing
She couldn’t tell whether the salt was on his hand or her lips, but she kissed him anyway,
There was a soft rustle as the lace tied behind her wrists, locking her hands into place. A finishin
She couldn’t remember where she’d heard it, or whether she’d read it,
Once it made it past her elbow, it felt like she wasn’t in control any more, like this sim
He took his time. He had as much of it as he needed. The buckle, off in one smooth motion, a single,
He’d really outdone himself this time. It was ingenious enough that she wondered if it was
Levitation, then. The feeling that she was lighter than air, that, being with him, she could hover a
They had their rituals, just like any couple. She’d make the tea. He’d look afte
She always had the best dreams in transit. Dozing in the seat of an aeroplane, her eyes half focused
He’d come out of nowhere. Walking in out of the rain like Mr fucking Darcy. She wouldn&
They never had enough time.  They didn’t even have some time. They just had the
Her submission was held between his thumb and forefinger.  It didn’t matter where the
She’s taken to forgoing most clothing when she was at home. It was summer, after all, and
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