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| 7 | 442 | I View more quotes about sensed">sensed whispers of the yielding, tiny whispers, becoming more insistent. |
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| 7 | 439 | We are made for such men. |
| 7 | 440 | He moved slightly. |
| 7 | 441 | I whimpered, begging. |
| 7 | 442 | I sensed whispers of the yielding, tiny whispers, becoming more insistent. |
| 7 | 443 | Already I was within the throes of the helplessness, that helplessness which precedes the yielding, which heralds its proximity, which warns of its imminence, that helplessness which sometimes seems to hold one fixed in place, where one, as though chained to a wall, knows that there is no escape, which sometimes seems to place one on a brink, bound hand and foot, in the utmost delicacy of balance, at the mercy of so little as the whisper of another's breath. |
| 7 | 444 | I bit on the silk. |
| 7 | 445 | He moved, slightly. |