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She’d always loved the intimacy they shared through sex. If only it could be more. If only Duncan could really let go and embrace his love for her.
But right now, what she wanted was for Duncan to know pleasure in the same way he’d given her a thrill. She stroked his face with her hand. “Tell me what you want. I’ll do anything. How do you want to come? What would please you?”
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Duncan pushed her long hair behind her back and stroked the vein at her neck. God, he loved doing this with Rachel. He’d truly forgotten this was why they always came back to each other. Their chemistry in bed had to be some kind of record, in any dimension.
But how did he want to finish? He knew he wanted to make her come again. Giving Rachel pleasure was one of the best experiences of his life. This he could do, without reservation, without holding anything back. “I want to restrain you.”
The answering shudder of excitement was its own answer, but he needed to hear her say it. “Tell me it’s okay and you want it.”
“I want it, Duncan. Bind me, bite me. Take me now.”
He lifted her off him. “Lie down on your back and spread your legs for me.”
She quickly stretched out beside him. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes glittering.
He moved to her lower right leg. Putting his hand on her ankle and with his abundant power, he bound her to the bed. She gasped. “Oh, Duncan.”
“No talking unless I say it’s all right.”
“Yes, Master.”
He moved to her right ankle and created a second binding. Then he did the same with each wrist. When he was done, she was spread out on the bed, her blond hair tumbled over the green silk sheet.
She moaned softly, her body writhing and waiting. She smelled like the lush gardens she created wherever she lived.
He positioned himself between her legs and sniffed her sex. His cock twitched. He licked a line up her landing strip then began teasing her with his tongue between her folds.
She gave a cry and he went to work. Taking her in his mouth he sucked until her cries were steady and she was close to coming again.
Then he sat back on his heels.
Her mouth was parted, her breathing ragged. He waited for her to calm down, wanting this last climb to the pinnacle to be intense.
“You may speak.”
“You’re killing me, Duncan. I was so ready.”
He smiled. “Good. You’re right where I want you.” He repeated the process, taking her to the edge over and over but not letting her finish, even when she begged him.
When he felt her reach the perfect blend of frustration and need, he took his cock in his hand. “Is this what you want?”
She was panting, her eyes wild. “Yes. Please, Duncan, I can’t take anymore.”
He drew close to her well and let her feel just the head of his cock, but didn’t push in.
“Are you sure this is what you want, Rachel?”
“Yes.” Her hips rocked on the bed. “Please.”
“What do you say?”
“Please, Master.”
Duncan loved having her in this position, begging him, fully aroused, her scent thick in his nostrils. “Then I’m going to give it to you.”
He began to ease into her and with each push, her chest rose and fell on a sharp gasp. It wouldn’t take much to make her come, so he took it slow, gliding into her warm wetness, and watching desperate sensations pass over her features repeatedly.
