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"Please."

"Please, what?"

"Please, do that again."

I grin and tug her nipple again.

Her body arches into my touch, her hands still trapped under her.

"More," she demands.

I pinch her nipple and twist lightly.

She cries out.

"Too much?"

"No."

"How about this?"

I lean down and take her nipple in my mouth, sucking and licking, while pushing her back onto the bed at the same time.

"Oh," she gasps. "Yes."

She rocks her hips.

"Don't move," I say, releasing her.

"I can't."

"You can."

"I'm close."

"Already?" I tease. "I've barely touched you."

"You don't know what you do to me."

"Oh, I think I have some idea."

"Do you?"

"Yes."

"Then you should not be surprised."

"Perhaps not. But I will not give you what you want until you behave."

"I am," she says, frustrated.

"You are not."

She takes a breath and tries to settle into the mattress.

"Better," I say, sliding my hand up her thigh.

I take her nipple into my mouth again.

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