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“How about I just keep you like this, right on edge, until you get that knot undone and your boots off,” Antony said, his mouth right next to her ear. He was curled around her, holding her in place, slowly slicking his fingers in and out of her. “Hmmm, no. I’ve got an even better idea.”
“That doesn’t sound ominous,” Lesley huffed out.
Antony straightened up and removed his fingers. Lesley whimpered at the loss of sensation. Suddenly, he smacked her ass. “Keep working that knot.”
“The fuck else am I gonna do here?” Lesley listened to him walk away, and she scrambled to get the knot undone. She got her boots off and was stepping out of her pants when Antony slid his hands around her waist. She yelped in surprise.
“I’m not gonna lie. I was enjoying having you mostly immobile.” He ran his hands up her body and tugged her shirt over her head.
“I could tell,” she said, wiggling against him. “You just want me at your mercy.”
Antony skated his hand up her back to the base of her skull. He grabbed a handful of hair there and tugged her head back. “There is nothing merciful about what I want to do to you. With you. I want you strung out on me, hoarse from calling my name.” He bit the side of her neck. “I want you to ride my mouth until you think you can’t come anymore, and then I want to fuck you and prove you wrong.”
He moved his other hand down between her legs. She shuddered against him. “Tell me you don’t want that, Lesley. This—” he slid two fingers into her easily and groaned. “So good. This is what I want. You, wet and wanting. What do you want?”
Antony pumped his fingers in and out of her slowly. His breath was harsh, in sync with the blood rushing in her head. He tugged a little harder on her hair. “Tell me.”
She gripped his thighs and held on as he fucked her with his fingers. “I need you inside of me. Right now.” She leaned her head back against his shoulder and moved her hips in time with his fingers. “I need you to say all those filthy things to me while I’m coming all over you.”
He groaned in her ear. “Oh, that mouth. So goddamn good while you’re sucking me. Even better talking about how you want to be fucked.” He slowly dragged his fingers out of her and slid them up to rub against her clit before releasing her.
Lesley heard a shift of fabric and a small rip of foil. A second later, he pressed between her shoulder blades.
“Get your hands on the table, Lesley,” he said.
She hesitated for a second. Antony slapped her ass, and she couldn’t contain the moan that bubbled up. He slapped the other cheek, and she sucked in a deep breath.
“Table. Now.” He gripped her hip and moved the head of his cock between her legs.
Lesley bent over and tried to push back against him, but he held her in place. “Oh, no you don’t. I know your tricks, woman.” He smacked her ass lightly and laughed when she whimpered.
“I think I know what you need, Lesley,” he said, smoothing his hands over her lower back and hips. He kneaded his fingers into the muscles at the base of her spine and smiled when she moaned.
“What do I need?”
He answered by moving the tip of his cock up and down and pressing into her just a fraction of an inch. When she gasped and tried to move back against him, he pulled away. She felt him shift and sit down on the edge of the seat, and before she could lower herself onto his lap, he grabbed her hips and dragged his tongue over her.
He held her up when her knees gave way and lowered her down toward his cock. When she felt the tip of him at her entrance, she held herself in place.
“Keep your hands on the table, Lesley.”
“Oh, this is how it’s going to be?”
He slapped her ass, not hard, but enough to sting a little, and she let out a squeak.
“Fine. I can work with this.”
She took the head of his cock inside of her and rotated her hips, bringing them lower with each circle. About halfway down his shaft, she reversed direction and worked her way back up to the tip. Antony’s hands were resting easily on her hips, but his fingers gripped her every time she moved downward.
With no warning, she thrust herself down onto him, taking him in fully. He tensed up and gripped her to him.
“Fuck this table,” she hissed out and sat up, putting her hands on his knees for better leverage. She rocked against him, swiveling her hips and raising up and down.
“You gotta slow down,” Antony grunted out.
In response, she reached down and stroked his balls, cupping and gently tugging.
“Goddamnit!” Antony shifted and grabbed her arms, pulling her back toward his chest. He spread his thighs wide, causing her to lose her footing, and settled her fully on his cock. He reached up and placed one hand firmly on her throat, keeping her head near his. With the other, he dragged his nails sharply down her body, causing her to tense up. When he reached her clit, he pressed it firmly under his fingers and rubbed as he thrust up into her.
