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"Dirk proposed Thanksgiving night. " Jolie squeezed my hand, maybe for courage because her own were shaking.
They didn't even stop fucking while I gathered my stuff.
He always started with a quarter of an hour and increased it by five-minute intervals if I made noises-whining, heavy sighs, even giggling-or broke my position in any way.
That's what it was. It had to be.
Jolie paused in the doorway, worrying her lower lip while she looked around. Once she spotted me, she walked over with her head down and gingerly took my right hand in hers.
He lifted the lid and held up a set of metal handcuffs, putting the box on top of the ottoman.
They were sure there was a girl out there who would accept me for who I was, flaws and all the bling included. " He gave me a soft smile when he tilted his head back and looked up at me.
I licked my lips.