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on and taunted him.   So, Maya thought she was gonna be the boss in
the bedroom the same way she was at the studio?   Well, it was time he disabused her of that idea.   Seth chuckled against her mouth and pulled
away.
    "So the thought of me standing here in nothing
but my hat and a smile makes you hot, is that it?"
    Maya looked stunned at his question, but then she smiled and cocked a
suggestive eyebrow.   "You say that
like it's a bad thing."
    "There's not a damned thing wrong with that idea.   And I'm happy to oblige, but—", Seth
grinned at Maya's puzzled look, and he hooked his finger into the waistband of
her slacks to flip open the button. "You gotta get naked first."
    A flash of irritation, a glimmer of nerves, and then a spark of heat
passed through her gaze in the following seconds, and Seth knew which one she'd
settled for when she took another step back and tore down her zipper.   His cock throbbed in response to the sight of
her taut abdomen and a scrap of black lace peeking through her fly.   Maya slid her hands over her outer thighs,
pushing the linen pants down her endless, toned legs and kicking them off.   Seth sent up a prayer of silent thanks when
she picked up her discarded slacks and turned to place them on the bed. The
urge to get his hands on her peach shaped ass almost drove him crazy as she
kept her back to him and wriggled out of her T-shirt. Finally she turned, and
Seth was pretty sure he groaned aloud.
    "Your turn," she said, hands on hips, dragging his attention
away from her body.
    Seth laughed. Or at least he tried to. He was having trouble forcing the
sound through his constricted throat.   "Uh-uh … you ain't naked yet."
    "This is as far as I'm going on my own, Cowboy."   She walked towards him, but, just when he
expected her to wrap her arms around his neck, she
placed her palms against his chest and shoved him up against the wall.   His hat fell off, but neither of them seemed
to care about it anymore.   Seth held his
hands at his sides, his palms itching with the urge to touch her but his brain
telling him to hold still until she got his pants open. This time, she tugged
on the belt so hard, his body jerked away from the wall. Maya groaned as the
belt gave way, and her gaze flew up to meet his as she thrust her hands into
his jeans and grabbed his cock without hesitation.   Her nails scratched his torso as she dragged
his T-shirt up to his neck, and her hot mouth latched on to his nipple, sending
another searing pulse of arousal through him.
    She'd turned the tables on him again. Once more, Maya was setting the
pace, and Seth was at her mercy.   He
should protest, and, after a little bit more of what she was doing right now,
he would.   But damned
if he could find the motivation to move while she was pulling on his dick and
pressing her hot little body into his.
    Her thumb circled the head of his penis, swirling around the engorged
tip and near sending him into heart stopping spasms.   His head smacked into the wall as he jerked
under her touch, and he had to grab at her wrist to stop her torture   before he came in her hand like some
inexperienced kid.   Maya chuckled against
his torso, and another surge of male pride broke the last of Seth's patience.
    "My turn," he said, his words the only warning Maya got before
he picked her up, wrapped her legs around his waist and turned to press her
into the wall.   Holding her arms above
her head with one hand, he used the other to tug her bra up over her breasts to
finally, finally, expose her body to
him. Her shiny dark nipples quivered in anticipation of his touch, and he
didn't wait to suck one into his mouth and gently graze it with his teeth.   Maya strained against the hand holding hers
against the wall, but he wouldn't let her go.   He couldn't, not if he wanted to ensure she came before he did.
    Seth pulled away to look down at the place where Maya's thighs were
clamped around his waist.   She writhed
under his gaze,