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I won’t lie, I’ve always had very nice tits, well rounded and perhaps a bit more generously proportioned than most woman with my build, but with absolutely no sag, and topped by dusky nipples that my lovers seemed to just love sucking.
For all my bountiful offering however, his hand completely covered my cleavage and I couldn’t help my whimper when he plumped my breast.
“W-what if I refuse?” Almost beyond speech, I was panting with the words. Touching… He’s touching my… he shouldn’t… I must – oh God…
“You won’t.” He purred, rolling one of my tender nipples between his thumb and finger, their roughness exciting my skin through my robe.
“N-n-noo-oh!”
His musky scent was everywhere, all around me, fogging my brain and invading my thoughts. Damn, he smelt so good.
“No, you want what I’m offering.” He took my left hand in his and guided it down to the crotch of his trousers. My core tightened and throbbed at the feeling of his renewed hard-on straining against the fabric. “It’s all yours for the taking. All you have to do is say yes…”
Then he spun me around to face him and took my mouth before I could form a word.
It was all aggression and heat. Not so much a kiss as a claiming. I whimpered as his tongue found mine, stroking me with lush coaxing licks that had me melting against him as my damn needy pussy purred with delight. In the next instant, his arms were around me, his hands curling around my waist, grabbing my butt and crushing me against the wall of hard virile male, making me feel how hard he was.
I needed to be strong. This was my chance. I had to stop, had to pull away or slap him or knee him, or, or just, something…
Anything…
Anything but grab his hair and return the kiss, my spine curling up so he could feel my cleavage push against him, one leg sliding up his, coiling round his-
Oh God. No, no! I had to push him away. Push him away now before it was too late.
But I couldn’t. It was all too much for me. He was too much for me.
My pussy was hot, my breasts heavy and tender with nipples that just ached for attention, and all I could think about was that this was Senator Richard Sharp. The Senator Richard Sharp. The man I had been crushing on since I saw his first ever televised political debate, and he was kissing me.
No, he wasn’t kissing me. His mouth was basically fucking mine, and I loved it.
Somewhere in a distant, still coherent corner of my mind, I could feel him guiding me backward. I didn’t resist. Rather, I practically climbed up on him, my legs coiling around his waist, hips gyrating against the bulge of his dick as he took me deeper into the room, until he had me pinned against one of the massive fourposter beams.
My whole body shivered deliciously at the feeling of being cornered by this big alpha male, overwhelmed by the feeling of his massive cock sliding along my slit through our mesh of clothes. It was the most divine torture. The barrier teased me by preventing any real depth, while the mix of textures rubbing over my tender tissues drove me wild. God, he felt so good. So big. So-it wasn’t enough.
I needed more of him.
“Mmm… say it, Kora.” The senator growled, pulling back just enough to break the kiss, before he buried his face in the crook of my neck.
“I shouldn’t.” He sucked hard on my pulse spot, making me gasp as desire shot through me. “I mustn’t… please!”
“Please what?” he growled again, setting me down on legs that shook like jelly as he nipped trails of fire.
I whimpered, shaking my head, my body hot and thrumming like a taught violin string.
Oh, God… Oh God! This can’t be happening. This can’t be-
“Say it!” His hands encircled my wrists, raising them up above my head before pressing them to the timber post.
“Yes!” I couldn’t stop the flood. His words, the way he held me, pinned me to his bed and devoured my very being. It was too much. "Yes. I want more. You can have me however you want. I'm all yours. Just give me more."
“Good girl,” he praised, and gave my ear lobe a long suck, before drawing back. “Now, don’t move.”
The command sent a shiver through me, its gruff, no-nonsense tone echoing the voice from my fantasises. I obeyed.
His face impassive, the Senator collared both of my wrists in one of his hands, before reaching for something out of my line of sight. Heat rushed through me when he raised what it was up for me to see.
Dangling between his thumb and forefinger was a red silk scarf.
