[ He pauses in his work, his thumb brushing idly over her skin – not to draw things out (though that would absolutely be a page from his own playbook), but to genuinely consider her words.
After a breath, he lets out another hum, this time in agreement. He offers her small challenging smile again before closing his lips around her nipple, flattening his tongue against it. ]
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After a breath, he lets out another hum, this time in agreement. He offers her small challenging smile again before closing his lips around her nipple, flattening his tongue against it. ]
Should I not be?