Date: 2022-04-09 04:17 am (UTC)
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My knees threatened to buckle.

With a surprised huff, I shifted my weight, slumping further across his piano— the very same piano he'd first played for me in Italy.

"You're going to make me self-conscious," I said breathlessly. Teasing him, yes, but there was an edge of truth buried beneath. I'd never felt so exposed. I'd never expected to enjoy it, or to need more of him so desperately that I already wanted to beg for more. He slapped me again and I gasped, startled, red-faced and shocked and ravenously turned on. "Elio."
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