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That was where the synchronised strippingending.

Mackenzie stood and placed his hands on my hips, pulling me back against him, he held methere.

I bit down on my lower lip to stop the gasp as I watched the man run his tongue up the length of his partner’s inside leg. She parted them slightly. He held her hips, while his mouth hovered over herpussy.

I saw him extend his tongue and lick, I watched her grip his head and close her eyes. Her mouth parted slightly. He licked again, a long slow lick that had my stomachclench.

My clitoris throbbed with a need for Mackenzie to do the same. The more the man licked her; the more her hands tightened in his hair. I could see her fingers flex, her head fall back slightly, and her mouth open. Then I heard her; a low moan left her lips. That sound had goosebumps chase the heat that flowed over myskin.

My nipples hardened and my heart rate accelerated a little more as I watched him stand. His tongue circled one of her nipples before his mouth closed around it and he sucked. I saw his cheeks hollow a little as he did. She cried out again. My body started to gently shake, and Mackenzie held me tighter againsthim.

I watched as he pulled back his lips, exposing his teeth a little, which clamped down on her. He moved to her side, reaching around and down with his hand. When his fingers trailed through her pubic hair and plunged inside her, I moaned out loud. I’d never seen anything as erotic. He would pull his fingers most of the way out. I could see the slickness of her juices on them. If we’d been in the same room, I’m sure I would have been able to smell her arousal. He fucked her with his fingers, and I watched in utterfascination.

“Touch me,” Iwhispered.

I felt Mackenzie’s mouth at the side of my neck; his hot breath ghosted myskin.

“No. When I touch you, I want your cunt soaked,” hesaid.

I wanted to tell him it was. I wanted to show him the wetness that coated the inside of my thighs. As his tongue trailed up my neck, I wanted to close my eyes and absorb his touch, but I didn’t want to miss one second of what was happening in front ofme.

His fist tightened in my hair as he pulled my head to one side. He raked his teeth down my skin and across my shoulder. A shudder ran throughme.

The woman’s moans began to get louder, closer together. I watched her ball her fist at her side, and I saw her stomach quiver. Her head was thrown back, and as he fingerfucked her harder, faster, she screamed out as shecame.

“Oh, God,” Iwhispered.

Her legs shook as he withdrew his fingers, and I gasped as a string of her cum kept them connected for a littlelonger.

He raised his fingers to her lips and she opened her mouth, sucking and licking. I clamped my thighs together, trying to gain some relief from the heat, from the throbbing, betweenthem.

“No you don’t” Mackenzie said, he kicked at the inside of my ankles to encourage me to part my legsagain.

“Please,” Iwhispered.

I heard as well as felt his chuckle against my skin. “Fucking torture, isn’tit?”

“Yes.”

He slid his hand around my waist, his fingers stopping just shy of where I wanted them. I placed my hand over his, pushing it further down. When his fingertips brushed over my clitoris, my stomach trembled as the muscles went into spasms. Heat coursed over my body, and I could feel my chest and neckflush.

While Mackenzie gently teased me, the man led his woman to the cross. He turned her so she faced it, and then raised one arm and secured her by the wrist to one point on the cross. He did the same to her other. He ran his hands down her sides, over her waist, and then down one leg. He secured her ankle, repeating the process with the other. He was slow and deliberate with his movements. When she was spreadeagled, he steppedaway.

I could hear her pant; a soft moan escaped her lips as he walked away. He opened the door of their sideboard, and when he turned, he held a leather bound stick, strings of soft leather fell from oneend.

“What is that?” I whispered, trying to regulate my ownbreathing.

“Aflogger.”

The man trailed it down her back; the sensation had clearly excited her. I heard her gasp. I watched him raise his arm; I heard the swish as he brought it through the air and then the crack as leather hit skin. The sound seemed magnified in our room and I startled. She cried out, but it was a cry of pure pleasure. He did it again, and thenagain.

“More,” shesaid.

He brought the flogger down against her arse. I could see her skin begin to pink. He gave short sharp flicks, until his final one, the one that had her orgasm again, was against herpussy.

Mackenzie pushed his fingers inside me, although not able to reach as deep as I wanted, it was enough. I came instantly. I mirrored hercries.

I wasn’t sure how long we’d been standing there, watching. I know my legs had begun to ache as I stood naked in my high heels. But no matter how my body felt, I could not take my eyes away from the spectacle in front of me. Everything they did was controlled, precise, practiced. Every touch of his elicited a response, whether that was a moan, a scream, or a tensing of herbody.

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