Handle of Desire
She stood there in delicate lingerie, the fabric clinging to her curves, eyes glistening with anticipation. Her bra straps stretched taut under slender fingers that promised control and pleasure.
With a wicked smile, he reached out, gripping her bra like a handle, pulling her closer as he thrust deeper and harder. Every gasp and shiver fuelled his dominance, driving her to the edge until she was trembling, lost in the waves of release that came crashing down.
In that raw, intense moment, she surrendered fully, bound to pleasure and power in equal measure.
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