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brought his nose to her slick pussy lips and breathed deep. Embarrassment flooded over her. Her scent permeated the air, and he inhaled deeply as if he preferred it to the expensive perfume on her neck.
    She'd braved the pussy wax just for him. Knew in spite of her mind telling her she wouldn't have sex with him, that she'd strip down naked at his first command. And she didn't want to look old fashioned. Most girls her age either shaved themselves or went for a wax. But she'd always been chicken. And it hadn't been fun, not at all. But to please him, she'd endured it.
    His mouth nipped along her bare mound and she knew she'd made the right decision. He opened her lips with his thumb and finger and stopped. “Do you realize you're dripping on my floor? Dripping."
    Dani was pretty sure no man had ever gotten her to the point where she leaked like a faucet. Shame and embarrassment mingled. She shouldn't be so wet, so turned on by a man she hardly knew. By a man she might not like if and when she knew him better.
    "Yet you blush like some kind of untried virgin.” He smiled at her and her core tightened more with arousal. To get that smile out of him she'd be willing to be embarrassed all the time.
    Don't be a fool, Dani. You're not going to get all the time with this man. You'll be lucky if he decides you're worthy to be fucked again. “I told you, I don't have a lot of sexual experience. That's why I'm here."
    "So you did set this whole thing up just to get laid? You could have gone to a regular bar for that. Unless it's the kink you want. What is it? Bondage? Should I get some rope?"
    "No. I didn't intend any hands on experience. I thought if I saw the club and spoke to some people there I'd get enough information to write the one big love scene. . . . “
    "Love scene?” He pulled away from her and stood up. “What happens at the club is sex, Dani. Love has nothing to do with what goes on in there. People aren't there to fall in love. They're there to satisfy a need, pure and simple."
    No kidding. She knew what was happening between them was primal, physical. “So you're saying that no one there is capable of love?"
    "All people are capable of love. That's just not the place to go looking for it.” He moved up close to her and pulled back the lips of her pussy to expose the hood of her clit. With the finger of his other hand he began to circle the swollen bud.
    "This isn't a love scene.” He circled slowly, like the tick of the second hand on a clock being watched. The slow soft tease, tormenting. “Tell me what it is, Dani."
    She wanted to release her laced hands from her neck, pull off his clothes, and ride his cock until she exploded. But that wasn't an option. If she wanted to come, and wanted to learn a lesson at the same time, she'd have to endure his torture. His sweet, sweet, torture.
    A quick pinch to her clit nearly brought her off the floor. “When I ask you a question, I expect an answer. What is this, what we're doing?"
    "Sex,” she answered. Her clit still throbbed from punishment.
    The circle grew smaller, edging closer so that her muscles tightened and she geared up for the rare flight. His finger flew across her clit then slid away.
    She'd been so close. He couldn't possibly understand how difficult it was for her to come or how close she'd been. Tears welled in her eyes. “Please. Please, John, please let me come."
    "On your knees.” The words, although still in a soft monotone, had an edge to them.
    Dani sank to the ground and hoped when she finished what she expected would be a blow job, he'd finish her off. If he didn't, she'd die.
    He shucked his clothes quickly and ripped open a condom. Her eyes widened and she shivered.
    John walked behind her and bent her forward, easing her to the floor. “Put your hands down, brace yourself, and spread your legs more."
    He was going to fuck her. The thought of his cock piercing her flesh fueled the flame inside her. But could he make her come from