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short distance between
them. She touched his stomach. The hard planes of his body were unmovable
against her touch. He was different from her in every way. Her stomach was soft
while his was solid. The muscles bunched under her hand as if he had tensed
against her touch.
    She licked her lips gazing at the length of his
cock. The desire to wrap her fingers around the length was intense. He’d not
given her permission, and she didn’t want to disappoint him so soon after her
spanking.
    His hands moved to the front to cup her
breasts. She looked up to see him staring down at her. Bernice couldn’t break
eye contact. He took over taking hold of her hands and wrapping them around his
neck.
    Her body pressed to his. The length of his dick
pushed next to her tummy. The heat and solid length threatened to burn her.
    “I need to know,” he said.
    She frowned up at him, and then he claimed her
lips with his own. He’d kissed her head or cheek but never her lips. She closed
her eyes as his lips were persistent on hers. A moan escaped her, opening her
lips enough for him to plunge his tongue inside.
    And he did.
Leon
didn’t ask for permission. He
took what he wanted, taking her on the ride with him.
    His grip tightened around her waist. Her
fingers sank into the length of his hair. He moved her back pushing her against
the wall of the shower. The water no longer mattered or the washing. She didn’t
want him to stop. For the longest time she’d wondered what it would feel like
to have him kiss her. She was addicted to his kiss within seconds of his
touching her. His hand moved down the left side of her body to her thigh. He
lifted her thigh up and over his waist. The length of his cock was hard and hot
against her where it lay at the apex of her thighs.
    Leon
moved his hand back
to her butt thrusting his hips against her pussy. She cried out even as he
plunged his tongue back inside her mouth. Bernice wanted him plunging his cock
inside her pussy. His fingers dug into the flesh of her ass while his other
hand grabbed the length of her hair wrapping it around his fist. She gasped
when he pulled on her hair moving away from her lips. He tilted her head back
exposing her neck. Her eyes closed as her pulse raced. He knew how to use her body
to his advantage. She did nothing but give herself over to him. The grip on her
ass and hair tightened unbearably.
    Bernice didn’t complain. Her arousal
intensified more than she ever thought possible.
    Suddenly, he pulled away. He didn’t let her go;
he merely stopped kissing her. She opened her eyes to see him staring at her.
    “You taste as good as I imagined.” They stayed
like that for several minutes, the shower the only noise in the small tub. Her
heart raced. She wanted to beg him to take her. Sandra had warned her to never
beg. When her Master was ready to take her, he would.
    She released one hand from his neck and cupped
his cheek. After all this time she finally had him in her arms, and she never
wanted to let him go.
    Slowly, he eased her down before reaching for
the soap. One of his hands touched her at all times. She kept her gaze on him,
unable to look anywhere other than at
Leon
.
    He washed her body. His control scared her. Did
he even feel as connected to her as she did to him? She didn’t know how he was
able to concentrate while all of her attention was on him.
    Leon
gave her the soap.
She took her time soaping his body. When it came to washing his cock, she
soaped her hands then handed him back the bar before putting her hands on his
shaft. His hand went out past her shoulders. Bernice touched the tip of his
shaft and eased the foreskin back to see the mushroomed-sized head of him. The
tip looked so tempting. She wondered how he’d look with his cum leaking out of
the slit.
    Her fingers went round the base then back up. A
hiss sounded at her ear. Bernice paid little attention to his reaction. Her
fascination with his length kept her attention.
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    Did she have no