Chapter Twenty-Six
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JPOV
Walking to him, I tied a black silk scarf across his eyes.
I had found that dulling one or more senses only served to heighten the pleasure received through the others.
And I wanted him to feel pleasure.
Hot, passionate, unfulfilled pleasure.
By the time I finished with him, he would be begging me for his release.
But he would get it only after I had been fully satisfied.
"Jasper, where are the demographic models that Lauren sent over?"
I snapped out of my reverie. "Oh, here."
I stifled the moan that bubbled in my chest when our fingers brushed.
Oh so its like that, is it, Jasper?
