T is for Trap

It was definitely worth a try….

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She was edging him. Trying to see the clock through his lust-filled eyes, he thought it had been going on for close to an hour.

To the edge. Stop. Edge again. Stop. Faster. Slower. Maddeningly light. Rougher.

He had followed the rules. Warning if he was getting too close to tipping over. No asking if he could cum. Letting her have her fun as she toyed with his body and responses.

Maybe if he made it to the hour mark as she said, she would let him. He closed his eyes and concentrated on controlling the urge to shut up and just let her push him over the top. That wouldn’t be right even though his body was screaming at him to do just that. Wait just an extra half second…


The timer goes off. He had survived the hour. He opens his eyes and looks at her. That smile.

Yup. He’d fallen into the trap again.

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