29″James corners you, hands on both sides of your head, his breath is hot on your neck as he lays an aggressive kiss upon it. "You belong to me. In every way. Soon I will have you fully, as your husband, I hope you chose to be my good little wife, I wouldn't want to have to punish you." He holds a wicked grin as he pulls away. "Grovel.. Apologize for trying to avoid me yesterday." He demands pushing you down onto your knees. "Kiss me boots and tell me who you belong."
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