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her. Flitting along her like the wings of a butterfly, Jack settled over her clit, drawing a tight circle. Kayla’s insides coiled and throbbed, reaching for what seemed at that moment unattainable. Jack had her reeling to the point she wasn’t sure she could come if she willed herself. He pulled away from her and as he skittered sharp bites over the insides of her thighs, he traced her lips with the fingers he’d just been tending her pussy with. Hungrily, Kayla licked them and then took them in her mouth, sucking the muskiness there. Before she was finished tasting herself, he took his hand away and sent it back between her legs, driving two fingers inside her and sliding around her clit with his thumb. Her breath came in short gasps as he increased the pace of his fingers and a scream erupted from her mingling with the sound of the wind rushing through the tree hovering over them. She strained her hips against her restraints needing him to take her over the edge. A delicious heat shot out from her belly and her senses spiraled as she fell away from what was real and floated into the space between the earth and the sky. Wave after wave of contractions shot out of her as he slowed, allowing her to softly come back from her completion.
    Before she’d stopped pulsing, a cool piece of leather skated down the insides of her thighs and across her clit before coming down in a quick tap. Damn the man, he had a pussy flogger in that bag. Before the shock wore off, Jack sucked her assaulted clit between his lips and gave it a long hard tug then backed off, licked her, blew a cool breath over her tortured bud then swatted it a bit harder. A whimper flew out of Kayla just as Jack planted a few quick swats to the inside of each of her thighs. Jack continued in a pattern of strikes between her legs and pussy, the intensity and frequency varying with each series. At some point the pain turned into pure burning pleasure and the world around Kayla ceased to exist. Floating outside herself, the sound of the leather strips making contact with her skin seemed far away. Just when she thought Jack would let her fall over the edge of oblivion, he stopped and ran his hand up her stomach, stopping over her heart.
    “Kayla, you with me, sugar? Give me your left arm,” he told her.
    Left arm. Kayla raised her right one before realizing that was wrong and placed her left one out for him to grasp. He ran his thumb over her wrist then put his fingers in her palm and squeezed her hand. Squeeze back, I’m okay. Feel so good. After a few moments it registered that she needed to squeeze back.
    “Good girl.” Jack placed her hand across her belly. It was useless at the moment anyway.
    Jack ran the head of his cock over her and with one single, powerful thrust drove into her, stoking the fire that ran through her.
    “Woman, you feel so good,” he said over clenched teeth.
    He drove himself as far as he could go, then pulled back slowly until he was barely seated in her, then thrust hard and fast again. With a need greater than Kayla fully understood, she tried to push back against him, urging him to take her faster. She moaned at the sensation of him filling her completely and hissed when he ran his hands over down the backs of her, thighs stopping at the crease between her hip and leg, pulling her up off the truck bed. The next time he sank into her, Jack bumped Kayla’s cervix. Again and again they met until a kaleidoscope of color ran through her minds eye.
    Sweat trickled down her belly and ran down her sides as Jack tightened and pulsed within her. Together they found the most delicious pleasure she’d ever known. With one final thrust, he fell across her, planting a palm on either side of her.
    Someone laughed. Kayla was sure of it. Was that a whistle?
    “Jack’s at it again,” a voice floated somewhere in the distance.
    Yes he is. So good at it.
    After what seemed like forever, Jack rose up and pulled out of her. He unbuckled the thigh