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He slipped his hand into the scrap of fabric that could loosely be called underwear and sought the wetness at her core, sunk his fingers into her withoutpreamble.
She gasped, her eyes growingbrighter.
“How about this?” he asked. “Does thishurt?”
“No.” She spread her legs wider, giving him better access as she unbuttoned his pants, reached for his straining erection. “Doesthis?”
“Yes,” he said. “It’s going to hurt until I’m insideyou.”
He removed his fingers, took the beads from her hand. His cock throbbed when he saw that they were already slick withlubricant.
Already prepared to be placed insideher.
He stepped back and paced slowly in front of her, spinning the string of beads on his finger the way shehad.
She knew the game. She was a good girl. Quiet. Standing in the doorway, legs spread, nipples hard between the straps that framed them like the works of art theywere.
Letting him look at her as long as hewanted.
“Turnaround.”
She did so without a word, shrugging the robe off her shoulders. It fell in a pool of silk at her feet, exposing her perfect ass, framed within the straps like panties made of nothing but theseams.
Fuck.
His cock pulsed between his legs, his need for her exacerbated by the unexpected perversion of the garment and beads, the tension that had been building betweenthem.
He stepped toward her, slapped herass.
She sighed and pushed her buttocks towardhim.
He stepped close enough that he could feel the heat of her body through his jeans, and he reached around to cup both of her breasts, the beads still dangling from hishand.
He didn’t want her to forget what was coming. Anticipation was part of thefun.
He bent his head to her bare shoulder and kissed his way to her neck while he pinched her nipples. She was breathing fast, pushing her ass against his shaft, painfully rigid in hisjeans.
“Do you want it, Jenna?” he whispered in herear.
“I want it,” she gasped. “I wantyou.”
He bit down on her earlobe and she cried out in pleasure and turned her head to try and kisshim.
He pulled away, denying her the kiss as he trailed a finger down the length of her spine. When he reached the top of her ass, he plucked at the string that disappeared between her cheeks and let it snap back against herskin.
“Fuck, Farrell,” she said. Her knuckles were white as she held onto thedoorframe.
“Fuck,indeed.”
He kneeled between her legs, looked at the curvaceous calves narrowing to her knees, flaring into the flesh of her thighs. The garment’s straps lay flat under the arc of her ass, her voluptuous cheeks spilling over the top ofthem.
He took each of her ass cheeks in one hand and spread her wide, his breath catching in his throat at the site of her exposed perineum, her sex beckoning likeparadise.
He pulled the strap aside and buried his face between her legs, starting at her pussy and licking his way slowly to herass.
She moaned long and low, pushing back against hisface.
He reached a hand between her legs to touch her clit, waiting until he felt it beneath his finger to return his mouth to hersex.
