Giving Up Control

He moves closer, standing behind her so she can feel his breath against her neck, his hands not quite touching. “You’re trembling,” he whispers. “Do you like being watched like this? Knowing you’re mine tonight?” She nods, shivering as his hand finally settles at the nape of her neck, gentle but authoritative. “I love it.”

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