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Her body opens for me and takes it, every inch of it.

I see the steel rod between her ass cheeks; she edges forward and the anal hook dips further inside her.

A breathless whimper melts into a moan before multiple moans tumble out of her, jarred together tortured with need.

“Spread those legs for me, little reaper. I want to take my time with you and remind your body who it responds to.” I order her with unmistakable authority.

She follows my instructions so naturally it makes my dick harder. She gasps; low sensual moans break free into the air as the anal hook adjusts inside her.

I slide my hand between her thighs and find her drenched, I drag my fingers through it and cover my cock with it.

Aligning myself at her entrance, I lose my last shred of restraint and drive my cock into her, fucking her vigorously as I dig my fingers into her hips. My pubic bone connects with the anal hook, probing it deeper inside of her.

The rush of sensations crashes over her all at once, stealing every coherent thought until she’s quivering as it tears through her composure and she is now a blithering mess.

I pull myself out fully and then plunge back inside her and watch as the anal hook moves in and out.

“Come all over my cock reap, let me feel how wrecked I’ve made you.”

She yields to the feeling completely as the magnitude of her orgasm washes over her.

Her reaction alone sends me over the edge right along with her as the tingly sensation begins in my lower back and I explode, both of us yelling each other’s names.

We stay entangled together for a while, all that exists is the sound of us trying to catch our breath and come down from that devastatingly, glorious feeling of bliss.

My touch softens as I free the hook and mindfully undo the collar, allowing the leather to fall away from her skin.

I scoop her up in my arms and head to our bathroom. Setting her down on an ottoman next to the tub, I dialed the water to the exact temperature she likes and pour in her favorite bath salts, watching them dissolve.

“You know, I was planning on going for a run.” She playfully quirks her eyebrow up.

“This is to loosen your muscles, so you don’t overdo it.”

The water level in the tub hits the halfway mark, and I pick her up again and place her in the tub.

I cradle her face, forcing her beautiful hazel eyes to meet mine, “If anything ever happened to you, I don’t know what I would do.”

“You’d probably be able to enjoy the island life and not have any gray hairs until much later,” she jokes, trying to lighten the mood

I tip my head, “Don’t forget a mojito in hand with one of those little umbrellas.”

She smiles, “The quietness would drive you crazy”

“I don’t know, the living longer part does sound appealing.”

“What fun would that be? You know you love how spontaneous I am.” She lifts her leg, displaying all of her.

I can't help but let my eyes wander over her wet body and scowl, “Stop it or you can forget about a relaxing bath.”

“Who said I wanted to relax?” She purrs.

“Cassidy, we both know you need to be in the right mindset for this,” I huff running my hand through my disheveled hair.

“I’m leaving now.” I announce and stalk out of the bathroom.

“Okay, I’ll make sure to send you some nudes!” She shouts with a laugh.

“Be back in the office in thirty,” I call out over my shoulder.