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He suckles my other breast, molding the curve with his hands, groaning like he’s in heaven. Then he draws up my skirt, drags down my panties, and tosses them onto the ground.

I shiver, the AC hitting my wet pussy, sharpening the sensations.

“Now, be quiet and keep your hands above your head. Don’t move or you won’t get to come.”

I do as he says, and he stands up, his eyes darkening as he yanks down his zipper, the sound loud in the room.

His cock—long, thick, and hard—is dripping, wetness coating the sexy veins on the side. He fists it and thrusts, a small spurt of wetness shooting from the tip, and he groans his pleasure into his other fist.

Every part of me throbs, my skin incinerating under his heated gaze. He looks like a Greek god, his eyes half-lidded in ecstasy.

I need him. Inside me. Dominating me. Owning me.

Wordlessly, I slide my hand between my legs to play with myself, watching his eyes flare. I don’t know who this vixen writhing on the recliner is, or maybe I do, because she’s been waiting to break free.

Light strokes. Hard flicks. Quick pinches.

I rub my clit to the rhythm of him tugging his cock. Our panting breaths join the sound of my heartbeat in my ears.

“God, you drive me out of my mind,” he says. “I want to dirty you up. I want to love and destroy you. I want to put you on a fucking pedestal and worship you. I can’t control myself around you.”

His words are caresses to my core and the pressure gathers, coalesces where my fingers are circling. Harder. Faster. More.

“Yes baby, you want to come? Do you see this? How hard my cock is? How I’m leaking before I even touch you?”

Moans escape me, and I bite my tongue to keep from crying out. My legs shake, and I’m perched on the precipice, ready to leap.

“Don’t. You. Dare.”

Without warning, he yanks my legs apart and grabs my hand so I can’t touch myself.

Rex’s voice is guttural. “Let me tell you what you’re going to do. You’re going to spread those legs, yes, just like that, and let me see that beautiful wet pussy.”

He grunts when he swipes his fingers through my essence, then dips inside my hole.

“Shit, please, Rex. Please.” I arch my hips up, needing more pressure, more everything. I’m going to explode.

“It’s so wet. All for me, huh?” Without waiting for my answer, he dives in, his tongue swiping my clit before licking from top to bottom. Then, it’s a flurry of flicks, lashes, sucking like he’s getting himself off by bringing me straight back to the edge.

I cry out his name, and he slaps his hand over my mouth.

“Bad,badgirl.”

Rex lifts his head, his tongue licking at the wetness on his lips, a lethal gleam in his eyes. “Now you have to wait longer to come because you just made a noise.”

“No. Please. Please, Rex.”

“Yes, Olive, only good girls get orgasms. Now tell me, are you a good girl?” He sucks my clit again and thrusts two fingers inside me.

I thrash on the recliner, sparks gathering deep where he’s tunneling in and out of me, my moans trapped inside my mouth because I want to be a good girl for him.

“That’s right, sweetheart. Tell me you like this as much as I love eating you out. Do you like my tongue on you? Kissing your clit, sucking that swollen nub like it’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted?”

Mindless with pleasure, my eyes open but not really seeing, I bob my head.

“Fuck. You’re cum drunk and you haven’t even come yet. You should see yourself. Go on, fuck my face. Feel your pussy throbbing? Work it over my lips and tongue. Get yourself to the edge again.”

I do as he says, riding his face as he slurps and groans, savoring everything I’m giving him. It’s almost an out-of-body experience, suspendedbetween heaven and hell as the tide rises rapidly inside me, slowly turning off all my senses until only the sense of touch remains.