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Cold metal closed around my wrists before I worked out what was happening. I'd never worn handcuffs, but the click left no doubt.
He pushed me down on the bed with my wrists cuffed behind my back and spread my legs apart. Confusion and desire tangled together, and a loud moan escaped me when his tongue flicked my clit.
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