Chapter 41
April Tel ford POV
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“Turn around, hands on the counter.”
He drags his palm down my head as he makes sure I give into him, letting myself lose control. When he squeezes my shoulder, I swallow hard as I clench my fist before again facing them upside down. Taking it second by second. Because all of these feels overwhelming…
The way he makes me feel…
“Will you behave?”
His question makes me feel like a puppet that he's trying to master
But I nod, I just nod before I can even think about it. My body is so responsive to him that I'm sure his words work faster than my senses. My brain just follows his orders, his instructions like I was made for this!
Tracing the center of my back, he unhooks my bra…
“Are you sensitive, April?” He asks, as he pushes the straps aside
