C198 Shame

Chance’s gray eyes bore into my brown ones. The question in his morphed as a look of understanding flashed in them. One second he’d been submissive and in the next he was dominant. I didn’t have to tell Chance what I wanted, he knew me and he knew my body like he’d explored it many times before, as if he wasn’t a stranger to my body and in a way, he wasn’t. I watched as he leaned in