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Oh yes. Like a good little doll, she draped her upper body over the table.
I took away her chair and I lifted the dress, rucked it up, slow, inch by inch. This was as heady as a slug of whiskey, revealing her intimate parts when she was dressed up and demure. White was innocence personified. I bared her whole ass and admired the contrast of white panties against skin. My lust barged in all impatient and almost throttled me.
“Whoa,” I whispered. Her little moan spurred me on.
“Klaus –” she gasped out.
“Shh.”
I’d missed doing this.
I wriggled her panties down her thighs so just the line of her sex showed and then clawed my fingers into her ass cheeks and separated them, thrilling at her whimpers. I’d been getting her ready for anal, but I hadn’t done it yet. The medium plug at the party for starters. Yes. Then the biggest. Then me. Then perhaps whoever Moghul said was safe and who wanted to take her.
“Stay.”
After wetting my finger with her slippery moisture, I pressed my fingertip to the rosette of her anus. Anal finger-fucking by moonlight. I smiled. It almost sounded romantic. I rotated my finger a little as I pushed it into her. After one squeak, she opened up more, groaning as I went in deeper, to the second knuckle.
With my finger still imbedded in her, I stepped back. The view was enough to turn my cock rock-hard. Jodie, ass-up over the table, dress flipped up and at the first stage of preparation for anal sex. I’d wanted this for so… Fucking. Long. I screwed my finger in farther, thrilling at her gasp and how she lifted herself into the thrust.
Lucky the neighbors couldn’t see. A woman’s derriere, as the French called it, was the best thing in nature. From the small of her back, to the subtle swell of her ass and the way it dipped down to the hollow at the juncture of her legs – so inviting. Even more so when my hand was buried there, when I could feel the heat and squeeze of her anal muscles and hear her gentle moans and trembles. The moment simmered. I leaned in, put my mouth to the dimple of her back, and kissed her.
What would it be like to watch another man fuck her? I knew it was something she wanted.
At the party, maybe I could do some spanking, hurt her a little if she seemed to like that too? This was my chance to cater to what she wanted. To find where we truly clicked.
Lightning hit. Holy crap. I was so stupid. When we’d started this weeks and weeks ago, when I’d had that epiphany about her documentary and told her how stupid she was, I’d listed all the things an evil man might do to her. This, sharing her with the man down the street, had been the last on that list. It wasn’t quite the same, but damn near it. I had a feeling I’d gone and done most of those in between too, except attaching her nipples to bolts in the ceiling. Oh, yeah. That one I’d seen in my head. Came close.
My subconscious must have been writing that impromptu list.
My new epiphany turned creepy cold. Sharing hadn’t been last on the list, killing her and burying her on the beach had been it. Christ. Thank God, I wasn’t that man, but it made me wonder who I had become. I doubted I could change back.
I shook my head. I wasn’t him. That was the important thing.
I left her there and went to find scissors to cut her dress, and all the toys, and to scan the medical tests we’d both had done before starting all this shit then email them to Moghul.
I was careful, gentle, driving us down to get the key from Jon.
Hard to imagine how this would be to her when she hadn’t left the house in a month. Her dress was shorter, ripped to mid-thigh length, but decent. The buttons were done up again.
Streetlights weren’t common but some glimpses of the set of her mouth, and the stiffness of her posture made me think she might be worried.
“It’ll be okay. I’m going to go with the flow. See what you like. What I like. I’ll keep you safe. Okay?”
I glanced across.
“Okay.” She nodded and graced me with a small smile.
When I could, between changing gears I reached over and put a reassuring hand on her thigh. A few times, she sought out my hand with hers and wriggled her fingers under mine.
Though I had a general invite to use Jon’s speed boat if he wasn’t, the hour was late. I waited at the door and got an inquisitive lift of the eyebrow when he returned with the key. He spotted Jodie in the jeep.
“I see. You’re back together? Have fun, man.” He tossed me the keys.
I shrugged. “Will do. Thanks.”
So odd. An old friend here, and a girlfriend in the car who’d let me enslave her for a month. This was a scene from the Twilight Zone.
The sea was flat. Wind speed barely a few knots. We made the trip across to the mainland in twenty minutes. The taxi I’d ordered took us to the house where the party was on.
