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"I'd rather you did it."
He leaned near and gently bit her bottom lip. "Now."
Hope reached up and touched the very tip of each nipple with her index fingers.
"Flick them," he commanded.
She did, hesitantly, until she realized how nice it felt and increased the friction. Her French manicured nails raked tiny scratches over the tips. She masturbated often--even enjoyed a vibrator--but aside from the one daring time Brad had witnessed, she'd never incorporated her breasts into her play. Now with him urging her on, she brought herself close to climax before he pulled her hands away and pinned them at her side.
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