Chapter Fifty-Five

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"On your knees," I commanded, slipping easily into the role I'd been groomed for.

He slid down my body, his hand still resting at the opened fly of my jeans.

I reached down and grasped his wrist.

"Let's see how well trained you are. You will keep your eyes on mine the entire time. You will not make a sound unless asked a direct question, and finally, you will not come. Am I understood?"

His voice rang clear, no hint of trepidation, when he answered.

"Yes, Sir."

Ordering him to put his hands on his thighs, I released his wrist.