As they sat across from each other in a dimly lit hotel room, Emily felt a mix of nerves and excitement fluttering in her stomach. Mark's eyes bore into hers, a silent question lingering between them. With a shaky breath, Emily nodded, silently giving him permission to take the lead. Mark's touch was firm yet gentle as he guided her towards the bed, his presence commanding and reassuring at the same time. He began by softly tracing his fingers along the curve of her spine, sending shivers down her back as she arched in response. The room was filled with the soft sounds of leather against skin, of moans and gasps that escaped Emily's lips as Mark explored her boundaries with careful precision. Each touch, each sensation, was a delicate dance between pleasure and pain, pushing her to new heights of arousal that she had never experienced before. Wait, hold on... how the hell did we get here?! Let's go back a few years...All Rights Reserved
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