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“But you’re liking this,” he countered, pushing his cock fully inside her lips. The base of his shaft pressed against her clit and he ground in. Her mouth dropped open.

“Ye-es,” she stammered in a half moan. A spark of excitement flared in her eyes, overtaking the panic ever so slightly.

He dropped his lips to hers, their mouths joining hungrily. His hands cupped her face hard, holding it still as his tongue ravished her. Then he released her face and pushed against the mattress. It lightened his weight and let him watch her, curious about what she would do.

Her head followed his momentarily and then dropped back onto the mattress. One of her heels hooked around his thigh and pulled, but he refused to move.

“Can you do it? Go slow?” he asked.

She licked her lips.

“I don’t know,” she said, “I can try.”

In a flash she slid out from under him. She grabbed his far arm, forcing him onto his back in a quick move.

“Impressive,” he said.

Her black satin shirt had slid off her shoulders to drape on her arms. Her bra hugged her ribs underneath her chest, and those luscious tits swung free in perfect, hand-filling mounds.

She straddled him with her strong thighs, letting her pussy rub wetly down one thigh as she grabbed his throbbing cock and squeezed.

“Is this slow enough for you?” she asked, her tongue darting out to lick her upper lip as slid her hand down his latex-sheathed dick a millimeter at a time.

“It’s… perfect,” he said with a groan.

Her short black hair was a mussed cloud around her head, and her eyes fastened on her cock like she was ready to gobble it. But true to her word, she took her time. It must have taken two full minutes for her hand to get to the base of his shaft, and damn if she didn’t squeeze and caress him every bit of the way.

She was better at this than he thought.

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It was the look in Ryder’s eyes that pulled her off the cliff she’d been clinging to. It was also that same look that told her it was a lovely ride to the bottom.

“Now I’m in charge,” she said. In all her sexual encounters, and all the meaningless words she’d every whispered or groaned or shouted or screamed, these were words she actually relished. That actually made her a little more wet the moment she said them.

“Yeah, you are,” he agreed, and the smoky look in his eyes was hotter than what she’d seen the last two times they’d fucked.

She shifted back so her tits brushed the wet spot she’d left on his thigh, her teeth gently biting the head of his cock over the condom.

“Careful,” he cautioned, sounding more like a tease than anything serious.

“Oh, careful is my middle name. I want children like I want another broken collarbone,” she promised, squeezing the base of his cock and enjoying the way his face tightened.

His hands reached down to play with her tits, and she let him for a few seconds before moving out of his reach.

“One rule in edging is no backing away,” he murmured. “Unless you can orgasm from me playing with your tits.”

“I can’t, but I have other plans,” she murmured back, then shifted until his latex-covered cock was between her tits.

She pressed them around him, watching his eyes turn black as his hips raised to help her. She took him in her mouth to lube him, then controlled the slow motion of her tits stroking him.

“That’s… fucking erotic,” he moaned, his head dropping but his eyes staying riveted to hers.

That was another thing that scared her. Eyes really were the window to the soul, and she usually kept hers closed. But with Ryder, it felt different. Dangerous, but safe at the same time. Probably safe because he was leaving soon.

The thought sent a different surge through her, the kind that didn’t make her wet.

“Let’s move things along,” she said, letting him go and straddling his hips. “Just a bit.”

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