Page 103 of All For You Duet


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“What do you want to play?”

I let his hands guide me, answering me and turning me around so he can unzip my skirt. It falls to the floor before I kick it away.

I’m exposed before the window, but he doesn’t turn me back. His lips land on my ass cheek before he gives gentle bites, and my shoulders drop with a soft moan.

It’s so tempting. I know he’d take his time with me, but that’s another thing I’ve never done—let any man have my ass. And I’m not starting tonight. Not with the way Redix is hung.

It’s like he senses it across my flesh.

He knows my body so well; I’m not ready for that so he turns me around and kisses my belly. I glance down. The sight, his adoration, it softens me, lust churning with love.

I know he does. It’s in all he remembers, in the way he plays with my hair, in the way he laughs, feeding candy to me. He hasn’t said it yet, not again, but Redix shows me love with the backs of his fingers cherishing softly down my body.

“I’m going to make you come again,” he says with his lips tickling over my belly button. “Watching you come will get me so hard again, and then I’ll be free to fuck you.”

God, this man. I’ve never had a lover take his time to lavish me. Then again, I didn’t let them. “How?”

Seduction pours from his eyes. “Ride my thigh, grind your dripping pussy on it while I suck your tits and get you off, and that man over there watches you come.” Grabbing my hips, he grins. “Is that a yes?”

I wet more right here. His wanton command. His body a temple of sex. The leather of his pants is like the leather of the Mercedes—the perfect mix of gloss and friction my clit loves to ride.

It’s a shameless one I’ll give him and the city outside.

Straddling his left leg, I center my pussy over his strapping thigh and start. His hands grip my rolling hips with such strength that he’s controlling my glide up and down. I’m so slick from before it’s a slippery display within seconds.

“Look at you, Cade.” He’s staring down at the gloss I’m leaving behind. So am I. “Fuck, baby, that pussy gets so wet for me.” His grip strengthens, and I know I’ll have bruises and love it. “Look at how free you are with me. Look how you’ll let me play anyway I want with you.”

And I will.

What’s unleashed in me? What has me doing this?

His tongue starts circling my nipple, jutting out for him before he sucks it hard, making me groan because… it’s him.

My body, my heart, my whole life is open to him again like it knows its origin. I’m right here with his desire asking me to do dark deeds with him, and permission wails inside me, needing it too.

I’m more than seduced. I’m found again. Redix makes me feel adored, safe, and so free to be bad. It’s beautiful to him. Because only with him.

“Watch me.” My demand lifts his gaze. His cock, which never really went soft, is getting hard again. “Watch me be your dirty girl, Redix.”

I’m close. The spellbound look on his face, the glide of my slippery pussy grinding on his hard thigh, the heat of my clit ready to explode, the audience spying my naked ass giving this lewd show, I’m going.

“Watch me.” My lips tremble, and desire hoods his eyes as his cock firms to its fullest pride. “Watch me come for you.”

That’s my poison and cure. That I do this to him. That I can get him so fucking hard by the sight of me, it shoves me over. The buck, the shake of my body, I almost fall at its power, but he grabs my arms, holding me while it flashes through my senses. My chin drops, and I go limp with its release, but he won’t let me disappear into it.

Cupping my cheek, he lifts my eyes.

“Are you ready, Cade? You’ve been begging for my fuck. Are you sure you’re ready for me to rip you apart?”

My inhale, it’s sudden. It’s in control. “Yes.” It snaps up my lungs, and every part of me agrees. “Do it.”

He grabs me like a doll in his arms, but he’s not being so gentle. Moving fast, he drops us from the chair to the floor. In a quick twist, he turns me around, on my knees while he kneels behind me.

“Bend over and spread that ass for me”—his hand gently pushes my shoulders down—“open that wet pussy for me.”

I hear him unsnap his pants as I touch my cheek to the carpet, my bound arms resting over the small of my back. Leather gives a soft squeak while he must be freeing himself for what I’m hoping for. His fuck, yes, please.

But also that he’ll remember, he has to ease in. With his size, I’ll go blind with pain to the tips of my ears if he doesn’t.

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