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“Ten.”
Her body turns into an earthquake. It’s an awesome sight. I can see every tremor, every spasm. I continue to hold the wand against her as she bucks and jerks. She comes off my cock to gasp and cry. I let go of the wand and let her turn it off. Cradling her neck, I help her up.
Meeting my gaze, she says, “Your turn.”
“I want your ass,” I tell her.
I pull her leg off the bed, flip her onto her stomach, and position her so that her feet are on the floor and her ass is rounding the edge of the bed. First, I sink into her vagina to lubricate my cock. Then I go to a dresser drawer and pull out a U-shaped clit vibrator and remote control. Back at the bed, I spread her thighs wider and rub her where she’s soaking wet. I slip the thinner end of the vibrator into her vagina and let the other end rest against her clit.
“How’s that?” I ask after turning it on.
“That feels nice,” she murmurs.
“Hands behind your back,” I instruct.
I fold her arms behind her so that her hands are at her elbows and hold them in place with my good hand. I nestle my cock between her buttocks and slowly push into her. Her cunt juices had dripped into her ass earlier, smoothing my entry.
Fuck, this feels amazing.
She moans when I sink in more. She stays perfectly still until I’m almost balls deep in her ass.
“How’s that feel, Bridge?”
“Good.”
Slowly, I withdraw, then slide back in. Withdraw and slide back in. This is heaven. I can even feel the faint vibrations coming from inside her pussy.
“Can I come again?” she murmurs.
“Come as often as you want.”
“Thank you, sir.”
I keep my thrusting relatively tame until she orgasms. The contraction of her anus on my cock spurs me to dig deeper, faster. My pelvis slaps against her rump, the sound mixing with her grunting cries as I drive her into the bed. She comes again just after I unload my cum into her rectum. My legs quiver, but I continue to buck against her until I’m completely drained.
We don’t make it back to dinner. Lying in bed next to each other, she falls asleep, stirring when I try to disengage my arm from beneath her.
“Go back to sleep,” I whisper as I kiss her on the temple. “I have to talk to Marshall.”
In the bathroom, I take the showerhead and wash off my lower body before putting on a pair of sweats. I grunt when I have to slide my arm through a zip-up vest. Dressed, I go down to the club and to the office where one of the security team members keeps an eye on the closed-circuit cameras. Since the club is closed tonight, Marshall is the only one around.
“Let’s see the tape,” I tell him.
He turns on one of the monitors and plays the tape from the camera pointed at the front doors. I see myself and Bridget walk out first, followed by JD and Amy. Not long after, a man in an Amani suit exits, too, but he turns around and reenters the club. Seconds later, the camera picks up the sound of gunfire.
“Want me to play it again?” Marshall asks. “I can zoom in, too.”
“Sure,” I reply, though I already know who I’m looking at.
