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“Oh…” Her hands tighten in my hair. “I can’t… I’m going to…”
I suck harder, and she cries out and comes, tightening around my fingers, pulsing and clenching. I wait for her to finish, enjoying every second of her pleasure, and when she finally collapses back on the pillow, I withdraw my fingers, satisfied.
I don’t stop kissing and touching her, though. I stroke her thighs, kiss up over her belly, and take my time to reach her breasts before I start paying them attention again. Poppy sighs, tracing her hand over my back as I rest beside her and kiss her nipples, and when I eventually get to her mouth and kiss her, she sinks her hand into my hair and happily returns each thrust of my tongue with one of her own.
“Mmm,” she murmurs. “That felt so good.”
“That was just a starter,” I tell her, rolling onto my back and pulling her toward me. “Now it’s time for round two.”
*
Poppy
Marc’s relentless, still touching me, kissing me. My body is in a heightened state of arousal, and everything feels sensitive, as if he’d only have to breathe on me and I’d come again. I can’t believe it. I didn’t know it was possible to feel like this.
He leaves me for a second to rid himself of his boxers, then pulls me on top of him, pushing me up so I’m sitting astride him.
“You want me to be on top?” I ask.
“I do.” The tip of his erection presses against my folds. “It’s your turn to do the hard work.”
“What do you mean?”
“I want you to ride me,” he says. His eyelids have fallen to half-mast, and his expression is sultry, full of desire. “I want you to take your pleasure from me.”
I’m not quite sure what he means, but I move back until he enters me, then sink down onto him. Ohhh… we both groan at the sensation of him being inside me. I rock my hips so he slides in and out. “Mmm.”
“That’s it,” he says. Taking my right hand, he moves it down between my legs, then takes my other hand and moves it to my breast. “I want you to touch yourself the way you do when you’re alone. You’re going to make yourself come for me.”
Heat fills my face. I’ve never done that with a man. I move both hands onto his chest. “I can’t do that.”
He lifts his hands above his head and wraps his fingers around the slats of the headboard, giving me one of his sexy smiles. “Use me, Poppy. Come on. Show me that you understand your pleasure is yours to give and take.”
I swallow hard. The way he’s lying, he looks as if he’s tied up. Ooh. Now there’s a fantasy I could get on board with.
“Tell me what you’re thinking,” he demands.
“You look as if you’re tied up,” I whisper.
“You like that idea?”
I moisten my lips with the tip of my tongue and begin to move on top of him. “Yes.”
“You’d like to tie my hands up?”
“Yes.”
“Keep me as your prisoner?” His lips curve up a little. He likes role-playing. I’ve never done it before, but his sultry eyes, his obvious desire, give me courage.
“Yes,” I whisper, lowering a hand between us. I slide my fingers down, until I find my clit, and circle a finger over it. I feel exposed and vulnerable doing this in front of him, but his lips part and he swells inside me, and I can see it turns him on. “I’d like to chain you to my bed at home,” I tell him. “So you’re there for me at the end of the day.”
“Waiting for you,” he says. “Just for you. Like a sex slave.”
“Mmm.” Wow, what an amazing thought.
“Tell me what you’d do with me,” he says.
I moisten my lips again. “I’d come into the room, and I’d tell you it was time for me to… use you. Would you beg me to let you go?”
“No.” His voice is husky now. “I’d have been waiting all day for that moment. I’d have been hard all day.”
I close my eyes briefly, concentrating on the feel of him, so thick and hard inside me. When I push down, I can feel him stretching me erotically, ohhh… that’s so good… My finger swirls faster over my clit as I continue rocking my hips, forcing him to slide in and out.
