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Her breathing was heavy, her chest red, and as he accelerated she sucked in the air, then suddenly let out a wail.
"Did I hurt you?" he asked urgently, coming to a sudden stop.
"No, I'm just so close."
Slowing his strokes, he leaned down to nibble at her breasts, then thrust vigorously, bringing her to the brink before slowing again. Though she begged him to her let her climax, he continued the torment until he could no longer contain himself, then stroked with renewed gusto. In seconds her climax took hold, sending a tsunami of sparkling sensations through her body, and as the spasms began to wane,
she heard Duncan's euphoric groans. As the last convulsion swept over her and her body fell limp, he followed suit, and slipping from her depths, he collapsed beside her and brought her into his arms. Lost in the post-orgasmic bliss they rested together for several serene minutes. It was Brittany who spoke first.
"That was incredible. I knew it would be, but Duncan, what did you mean when you said I could break your heart?"
"Mmmm, incredible, yes," he mumbled with a sigh. "How can you break my heart? I'm offering you something unique."
"Are you suggesting I'm only interested in you because you're a Dom?"
"Are you?"
"No!" she exclaimed, sitting up. "How could you think that? The minute I saw you walking up the gangplank I wanted to meet you and I knew nothing about you."
"My goodness. I stand corrected."
"And you weren't exactly easy to meet. You were like the Invisible Man. You drove me nuts."
"If I didn't know better I'd think you were looking for another trip over my knee."
"That's impossible. I haven't had a trip over your knee, just an embarrassing bend across the arm of a couch."
"And there you are. The other side of Brittany Carter. A cheeky, feisty, femme fatale, but I won't let you be a brat, not for a minute."
"I'm not a brat, though there are times you've made me feel ten-years old."
"No, there are times you behaved like a ten-year old and I treated you accordingly. Now I think it's time for some sleep," he said, suddenly caught up in a yawn.
"I agree. I'm totally wiped out."
"Duncan?"
"Yes, Brittany?"
"We didn't talk about what I wrote."
"We may, or we may not, but it was exactly what I wanted. Goodnight, Brittany."
"Goodnight, Duncan.
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Early the following morning Duncan was roused from sleep by Brittany's hand wrapped around his semi-erect cock, and her breasts pressed against his back. Sinking into the pleasure, he indulged himself for a few minutes before rolling over her to devour her luscious nipples.
"Mmm, good morning, Mr. Bond. That feels so good."
"Good morning, Cheeky," he replied, raising his head. "Shift so your back is towards me."
"Aye, aye, Commander."
"I know someone who's going to have their pretty little behind smacked."
"Do you promise?"
