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Eleni The cool air whisks over my soaked p***y as I wait for Dante to return. During our last stay upstate, he showed me the wall of toys he keeps in the basement, and we tried out a few. Several of them still scare me, but I can take whatever he gives me tonight. I think. The door opens and closes behind me. “Good girl,” Dante purrs. My body sparkles with pleasure, and I sink deeper into the space where I want nothing more than to make him smile. He swipes a finger between my legs, gathering the wetness there, and I groan. “Not yet.” He circles around to where I can see him. “You haven’t earned that.” I shake my head. No, I haven’t. But I have earned dragging my gaze over his bare body. He stripped somewhere between the bathroom and here, exposing his taut stomach and the snarl of