"I'd figured you were the sort of woman who wanted to wear massive diamond necklaces and nothing else and fuck on top of a pile of money. But I've been wrong before. Once or twice."
He nipped at her, then, quick and sharp--playful, but still sharp.
"So you're saying I could tie you up? Blindfold you? Put ice cubes here there and everywhere? Make you leave your stockings and shoes on? Chain you to the bedposts with, oh, a little something humming away inside you and then leave you there until you were just screaming for mercy? Or is that all still too vanilla?"
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"I'd figured you were the sort of woman who wanted to wear massive diamond necklaces and nothing else and fuck on top of a pile of money. But I've been wrong before. Once or twice."
He nipped at her, then, quick and sharp--playful, but still sharp.
"So you're saying I could tie you up? Blindfold you? Put ice cubes here there and everywhere? Make you leave your stockings and shoes on? Chain you to the bedposts with, oh, a little something humming away inside you and then leave you there until you were just screaming for mercy? Or is that all still too vanilla?"
He paused. And then, low, breathed only for her.
"Could I make you bleed?"