Possession #2 (Part 8, page 1 of 2)


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Part 8

He limped towards me, slowly, stopping only when he was so close our bodies were almost touching. I inhaled the fragrance of his cologne, sharp and lemony and probably costing the earth.

I looked up at him, for although he wasn’t extremely tall, his broadness and the width of his powerfully muscled arms and shoulders made him seem to tower over me.

He stroked my cheek with the back of his hand; I stood, incapable of movement. Only the rapid rise and fall of my breasts, an indication of my agitation.

He moved closer still. I put my fists up, trying to create some resistance, tilting my head up, to look into his dark eyes: ”Please, I whispered, don’t..”

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