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Christopher's Pawn
Refined
by
L.P. Budish
Christopher Jung, an officer in the Marine Corps, is charmingly good looking, yet has a stern, demanding, and unyielding personality, which I find titillating. I must turn his world upside down. He calls me a scamp and says my only predictability is unpredictability, which sometimes leads me to a desirous vulnerable position, as he holds me captive across his knee where I smile, submitting to his intoxicating power. After all, what can I give a man whose Godfather is the Godfather of the Milwaukee Mafia?
EXCERPT
Gently he touches my knee, and my legs loosen and uncross. Stepping between them, he cups my chin between his thumb and forefinger. His gaze penetrates my eyes. He runs his fingers through my hair and softly grips my neck.
A mad dash of blood rushes through my veins. I think he’s going to kiss me.
His eyes fall to my lips.
I swallow hard; my heart is pounding outside my chest, my stomach performing flip-flops.
Pulling me close, he bends forward brushing his moist, succulent lips against mine, grazing my bottom lip. Titillating me. Exhilarating me. Then, tilting his head slightly, he eases his tongue between my lips, penetrating my mouth. Exploring. Flirting with my tongue. Sensual feelings deluge my body, and I shiver.
