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He even parted her ass cheeks and slipped his tongue along her sensitive hole. He hadn’t replaced the plug after the bath and was now allowing himself his indulgence. He took a long, slow lick from her asshole all the way up to her clit, over and over, until she was drenched and swollen with passion. He pushed the back of her thighs to tilt her hips and swirled his tongue around her rear entrance and pushed it inside. She gasped and contracted, but didn’t protest.

He tonguefucked her ass slowly. She’d started out smelling and even vaguely tasting like the soap he’d used to clean her during her bath, but her pussy got more and more wet until all that luscious juice ran down the crack and onto his tongue. It was heaven. Pure heaven.

He knew the anus had thousands of hyper sensitive nerve endings. He also knew a lot of women were hesitant about receiving pleasure in the way he was giving it. He loved making women completely and totally vulnerable to him both physically and emotionally. Then, instead of punishing them for it, giving them intensely pleasurable experiences as a reward for opening themselves to him. Abby was no different. In fact with her Tex’s need to pleasure was increased ten fold. She was by far the least experienced woman he’d been with since his own high school days and he wanted to show her, teach her, that nothing that felt good to everyone involved was off limits.

“Say my name when you come, Abby. Say it for me, please,” he asked.

Abby, in a move that made him simultaneously incredibly happy and the hardest he’d been all night, wrapped her arms around her own legs, holding them up so he could get to that delicious little rosebud. “Oh, baby,” he said, approvingly. And pushed his thumb inside her pussy as he ate out her bottom.

She came explosively, screaming his name. He unleashed his massive erection and nudged the head into her pussy. She convulsed around him then opened up and he slid right in. He went balls deep and then back out again, slamming into her, hard. The wet sounds of their fucking were mindblowing because it meant she’d been creaming for him the whole time. She’d loved it and her reward was a head spinning orgasm while his reward was a sloppy-wet cunt that grasped and squeezed and contracted, doing everything it could to get him in deep and hold him there.

He shuddered through an orgasm, emptying his load into her. He rolled onto his back, taking her with him, still inside her. They were quiet for a long time. He ran his fingertips up and down her back.

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

“You’re keeping me,” she sighed into his chest.

“I am. For now.”

She tensed.

“Abby, we need to talk.”

She lifted her head. “What? What do I keep doing wrong? Just tell me what it is. Whatever it is, I’ll- I’ll try. I’ll-”

“Abby, I don’t want a slave,” he assured her.

“What then? I don’t understand. Why just for now? Why is it already half over? What-”

“I want a wife, Abby.” She stilled on top of him. “I’m not asking you,” he clarified. “I am not proposing. Believe me. If I ever do, it won’t be on my living room floor. But, yeah, I’m tired of bringing home vanilla girls and being left unsatisfied. And I’m tired of the club scene with women who won’t take a chance on me.

“I’m not saying we have the potential to go the long haul. I’m not saying we don’t. I have no idea, Abby. It’s like getting to know two separate people. Abby and pet. I need to know if I’m compatible with both. And you haven’t been doing any of this long enough to know if it’s what you really want long-term or if you’re just experimenting because you’ve never really felt free to be sexual before. And even if you do like it, you might outgrow me or decide you don’t want a life like this.”

He sighed heavily. “I’m sorry as hell Sabrina ever said anything. She didn’t mean to. She’s just a good friend and she knows I’ve been keeping my eyes open for a committed relationship. And when you called me on it, I wasn’t sure what to do because, honestly, if some woman I barely knew said she wanted to get married and have babies, I’d probably run for the hills thinking she was more than a little nuts.

“And Abby, what I did to you that final night was wrong. You’re too young and too new to the life to handle punishments like that and I had no business degrading you like I did. Especially when you said it was a soft limit. Honestly I’m surprised you’d even forgive me for it. I fucked up. I didn’t want to tell you the truth and chase you away, so I did the next dumbest thing and punished you so harshly that it still might have chased you away.

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