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Oh shit.The ache, the warm glow between my legs. My hands scrabbled under his shirt, grappling for his flesh. His mouth was so hot, so fucking wet, his tongue chasing mine in a horny game of fucking tag. His hands grabbed at my ass, squeezed hard, kneading soft flesh until I squirmed.Oh fuck.My fingers wrestled at his belt, eyes wide open as he took my bottom lip between his teeth. I moaned as he nipped me.

He picked me up and slammed me on the bed so hard it took my breath away. He pulled at my clothes until I was naked, a tumble of curls and goose pimples.

He moaned in my ear. “Don’t think things are any different, dirty girl. The games just get dirtier from here on in.”

“I hope that’s a promise.”

“It’s a promise.”

I smiled up at him. “Now I have my eyes, I want to use them. Strip for me. I want to see you.”

“And what gorgeous eyes they are. You are beautiful, my dirty girl.” He stood at the side of the bed, and I slid my fingers between my thighs as he unbuttoned his shirt. His body, oh my God, his body. He was ripped, a wall of solid muscle, perfectly toned, and his tattoos, dark sketches of icons, beautiful faces, and rosaries... I stared at him, legs falling open as I rubbed at my clit.

“Yes...” I whispered. “You’re gorgeous, Jason... so gorgeous...”

He turned away enough that I could see the tattoos continue over his shoulders in a swirl of dragon claws and tendrils. His back was sculpted, flesh tight and hard, and his arms... he had fucking gorgeous arms...

“Does this match the fantasy?” he asked.

“It surpasses the fantasy...”

He loosened his belt, dropping his jeans just enough to reveal the dented V of his hips. Sweet fucking Jesus.

“More...” I hissed. “Show me...”

He kicked off his shoes and socks, then dropped his jeans to the floor, his boxers too. His cock was a weapon, meaty and veiny with a thick nest of hair at the base. He stroked himself as I watched, the swollen head of his dick high on his belly.

“No wonder I could feel that...” I moaned.

“You’ll feel it again real fucking soon, dirty girl.”

His legs were rock solid, every muscle defined. Footballers’ legs. He turned for me and my mouth watered at the perfect tight curves of his ass. “Spread them,” I whispered. “I want to see your asshole, Jason, I want to taste you.”

He raised an eyebrow, smiled at me. “Dirty girl. It’s no wonder I fell for you.”

I held myself up on my elbows as he turned his back to me, my heart thumping against my breasts. He placed his hands on his perfect cheeks and pulled them apart. Oh, God. A gorgeous dark ring, dark hair mapping a path to his balls. He was fucking beautiful.

He turned back around and knelt on the bed beside me, close enough to slap his cock against my nipple. “I want to fuck your sweet tits, dirty girl.”

I moved away with a tut, reaching under the bed to grab the shackles. “May I?”

He laughed. “You want to tie me up?”

“Yes please... a one-off... maybe... I just want you, however I want you...”

He held out his wrists. I loved the way the leather cuffed his skin so tight. He lay back on the bed, staring up at my tits as I fastened him to the headboard. He was mine, all mine.

“Sit on my face, Gemma, I want your juicy cunt all over my mouth.”

“Soon,” I whispered. I straddled his perfect fucking body, pressing his cock tight to his stomach with my pubic bone. I rocked in gentle motions, loving his stiffness against me. My hands were all over him, kneading solid flesh. “Open wide,” I rasped, leaning forward to aim a nipple at his hungry mouth. He sucked it in, eyes wide open as he moaned. “More,” I hissed. “Take more.”

He opened wider, sucking in as much of my tit as he could and all the while I teased his dick with my pussy lips, touching against it, sliding back and forth. His scent was incredible, musky but citrus fresh and oh so fucking horny. It hit me in the temples, making me dizzy. He smelled so fucking good.

“Harder,” I groaned. “Suck me, Jason, fucking suck me.”

He let go, took a gasp of breath, then moved to my other nipple, sucking it in hard. I loved the noises his mouth made, loved the sound of his chains jangling.

I pulled away and he growled as I shuffled my way up his body, bracing myself against the headboard as I lowered my hot, wet pussy onto his open mouth. His tongue wriggled and squirmed, and I twitched on top of him as he slurped at my juices.

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