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The yoga pants were inched down and tossed aside, leaving only a thong and bra to cover the woman he couldn’t possess. No one could. She was Aphrodite and Persephone mixed together in some sick irresistible package. Bipolar, bisexual, demigod at the least. The smirk on her lips needed to be removed post haste because he said he didn’t need the power struggle and her smug look meant she was pulling out the Mistress in her.
With a yank of her ankle the bottle went flying and she squealed as he pulled her to the end of the bed. Flipping her over and bringing her over his knees. Her ass round and perfect as he gave her a nice smack on the cheek leaving behind a slight red mark he’d come to want on her flesh and his.
“I told you to stop,” he growled as he nosed the thin floss between her ass cheeks to the side then licked the sweet center of her pussy before leaning back and widening her cheeks to get a view of the land of forbidden pleasures and make believe. It had to be, there was no way a woman this perfect existed in the world and yet, here she was splayed wide before him with her glistening essence catching the light.
“Please, if I was a good little girl who listened you wouldn’t want me, Bugs,” she goaded. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her tight.
Her body sending his into over drive as he buried his face in her pussy, drinking her arousal like an energy drink. Spiking through his blood stream until his cock was hard from her bucking moves and cries of satisfaction. Standing, he let his pants fall away and reached for a condom, sheathing himself and pressing her down with one hand while hiking her hips up with another so her ass was high and chest flush on the bed.
The woman’s body moved and arched as the heart shape of her ass called to him. He glided his fingers into her channel, thick wetness coated his fingers as he spread the opening slightly before swapping for his maleness and filling her core. Her pussy tightened around him. Pulling him in and holding on even as he retreated, their bodies coming together and falling apart as if choreographed for a synchronized number.
His hand pressed between her shoulder blades any time she pushed to be up, the moans beneath him urging him on. Harder, faster, his body struggled to keep up with the pace she demanded until the smooth channel became ribbed as he watched her skin raise and flush pink. The cry of pleasure echoed in the room as her orgasm triggered his and he slammed in hard making the ribbed muscle vibrate against his length. He knew a second orgasm would come fast, and when it did his asshole puckered, eyes blurred out and there was a chance he’d actually heard angels singing. The jolt of cum pulled every bit of his soul as he poured himself into the woman beneath him.
Dropping to wrap an arm underneath and rolling both of them to the side. Her body a mass of trembling muscle and chattering teeth as his lifeless cock slipped from between her folds. His leg curled around hers as he held her tight.
“Oh fuck, you shouldn’t have done that,” she said, voice a mix of chattering nonsense.
Shouldn’t have done that? What part? He couldn’t let her go that would be blasphemous at this point. What shouldn’t he have done? Been fucked and fucked to the point they both had a release so sweet the woman couldn’t stop trembling and was practically clawing him to let go.
“Bugs, my body is sensitive as fuck now,” she cried and he blew an absent breath along her shoulder causing a wave of shudders. “I’ve had less of a reaction to Molly than you.”
“The drug or is she a cunningly clever woman with the ability to make you squirt?”
“Sir, I’m pretty fucking sure you made me,” she sniped as if offended he’d given her an orgasm worthy of female ejaculate. “I’ve never—not without being bound—teased and tormented for hours come close to what just happened.”
“Now that we’ve gotten the reunion out of the way,” he said as his hand smoothed over her full hips. “I’m ready to play with your toys.”
“Play or be played with?” she questioned.
“I think I need to play,” he replied. “I’m facing being restrained a bit too much lately.”
“If you could behave I could play without restraining,” she offered and he shook his head, his thumb pulling her bottom lip down a bit as he cupped her chin.
“No, that would be impossible. There are some rules I can’t follow and keeping my hands to myself when you’re within a thousand miles of me is one of them.”
