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I'd gained more responsibility but not more time to do it in. and not more compensation.
" I was concentrating so much on his face and the movements of his fingers dancing over my skin that I didn't realize he'd scooted the storage ottoman closer. I turned my head at the squeak of the lid's hinges.
Feasting on turkey, dressing, and mashed potatoes with my parents. Sitting around afterwards watching a movie while we complained that we'd eaten too much but still found room for a slice of warm pecan pie with vanilla ice cream.
Please, hear me out?" "Of course. " He followed me to the couch and sat down beside me.
" Chris let out a shaky exhale. "Because while I had once enjoyed being a Dominant partner, I was now.
"You know the song, 'Mrs. Robinson,' by Simon and Garfunkel.