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Cassidy’s eyes widened as their positions suddenly switched, Andy now hovering over her, warm hands cupping her face. It felt… nice. She almost smiled, but the words that left his lips immediately had her guard shooting up. Her eyes narrowed in offense, lips pressing together in a firm line. “I am not powerless.” It was a flimsy defense, but she hoped he didn’t catch it. He kept talking though and Cassidy ended up having to turn away so he wouldn’t see the conflict in her eyes, or the way her defenses seemed to collapse at his touch. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, Andy.” She said quietly. “I’m perfectly fine. I’m not struggling at all, and I most certainly don’t feel like I’m missing anything.” She should get a medal for lying. Really she should.
he laid his face down on her turned one, cheek to cheek with his mouth near her ear. if they were speaking with a measured distance, he would have been speaking too low for her to hear him--or anyone for that matter. and that was the point. this moment was so intimate and secret, she could pretend it wasn’t happening and never did. no one would know but them if she wanted it that way. andy blinked slowly as if he too were in a dream. his words lingered over her skin and crawled into her ear as though his thoughts were an airborne vapor cleansing the space. he continued to sooth her, to let her know he didn’t wish to hurt her with his assumptions. “could we lay like this a while? could I touch your body and you not want to rush to pleasure me with it... could you be certain that I would be content with just you, without your mouth milking me of my primal frustrations or your pretty pussy jerking me into your submission. that’s what it is right? the give and take of power for you. they bend you then they end up breaking under your efforts to make them starved for you? you win in the end because in that intercourse, they’re yours.” he kissed her face.














