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“Should I beg you?” she gasped, pressing her ass back as his palm shaped it, cupped it. “Don’t have the nerve to go through with it?”

She watched the smile that curved his lips. Rakish. Dangerous. Confident.

“Wrong words, baby,” he growled.

“Yeah. I’m scared.”

His hand landed again and she rose on her tiptoes, her fingers tightening on the spindles as a gasping cry fell from her lips.

Before she could recover, another fell. Two. One on each cheek.

One hand gripped her hip, holding her in place. With the other he laid the fiery little caresses along her ass, making her burn with the pleasure. She could feel it echoing in her sex, her clit. Oh God, in her nipples.

She writhed, tried to twist out of his hold, to press back closer to each heavy tap on her butt. Her head thrashed against his chest, perspiration dampening her skin, as she whimpered and bit her lip to keep from begging for more.

“Had enough?” He bit her ear.

“Getting tired?” Her voice was part sob.

“Sabella, baby, you don’t know what you’re tempting here.” His hand smoothed between her thighs again, fingers dragging through the thick juices, easing them back to the tender opening between her rear cheeks. “We keep on this path, and you’ll go places you’ve never gone before.”

She opened her eyes and smiled tauntingly. “How do you know where I’ve gone before, Noah? Maybe you’re just scared of going there with me.”

His eyes locked wit

h hers. They narrowed, his expression tightened.

His finger slid fully inside her rear entrance and she swore she almost climaxed. Her eyes rolled back, closed, and she shook, shuddered.

“Do you think you get to come that easy, sugar?” he whispered against her ear. “Oh baby. Not hardly.”

With his finger lodged inside her, just penetrating her, he held her in place as the other hand landed on the curve of her butt again. The little smack, his finger stretching inside her, not really moving, just kind of flexing, and she felt fire streak through her senses.

She was gasping his name, almost pleading as she tried to bear down on the impalement, to make him go deeper.

Another slap and she was crying out his name, lost in the sweet burn and dying for more. Just a little bit more. Each heavy caress, each tiny slap, heated her flesh and sent fingers of that heat racing to wrap around her clit, to tighten around it.

She was so close. So close she could feel the edge of madness burning inside her.

“Do you want to come, baby?” He kissed her neck, her shoulders. He bit, licked, sucked at her flesh until each touch was an agony of pleasure. “Tell me, Sabella, sweet little lover. Do you want to come for me?”

So bad. Oh God, she wanted to come so bad.

“I’ll consider it,” she gasped hoarsely and heard his surprised chuckle.

“Oh baby, you’re going to do more than consider it. You’re going to beg for it.”

His finger slid free of her and she had to bite her lip to keep from crying out in disappointment. Until he went to his knees.

Sabella froze and swallowed tightly. Oh Lord, what had she done?

“God, I love your ass.” He kissed one cheek, licked it, lightly smacked the other and she swore she nearly lost strength in her legs. She almost melted in front of him. She almost went up in a shower of flames.

“I’m going to fuck this pretty ass.” His fingers parted her, and a little scream left her lips as she felt his tongue lick down the cleft before rimming the tiny entrance he had penetrated with a quick, hard lick.

“Hold on to the rails, Sabella.” He spanked her again as her legs turned to jelly and she nearly went to the floor from the pleasure. “Hold on tight, sugar. I’m not finished here yet.”

He pushed her thighs farther apart, turned, and before she could process the change in position, his head was between her thighs, his mouth on her pussy.

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