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way.
    She stroked him, his cock long and hard, the skin silky and
warm. His arms tightened around her when she pumped him, his fingers digging
into her ass. There was strength in his grip, restrained power. All those
muscles were not just for show. He could easily overpower her if he wanted to,
and while that thought should have been scary, it was actually extremely
thrilling.
    She ran her thumb of the head of his cock and he breathed in
sharply. His hands came up, cupping her face. Raw desire darkened his eyes. He
kissed her hard, his tongue going deep, possessing her. She answered the kiss
with unrestrained passion, meeting his tongue stroke for stroke.
    With a guttural moan, he broke away from her. He put his
hands on her shoulders, squeezed. “Suck me.”
    His fingers twined in her hair as she went to her knees
before him. She looked up at him, meeting his gaze, and ran her tongue along
the entire length of his cock. His taste exploded on her lips, making her mouth
water. Feral satisfaction filled her chest when his eyes went glassy and his
grip tightened on her hair. She licked his balls, the musky scent of him
filling her head. His moans inspired her and she circled the base of his cock
with her tongue, then slowly, carefully, with meticulously loving detail,
licked her way to his swollen head.
    “Good girl,” he murmured when she took him into her mouth. “Just
like that.”
    He began to rock his hips, gently encouraging her while she
sucked him. His cock glided over her tongue, pushing deep into her throat. She
took as much of him as she could into her mouth, stroking him in time with the
rhythm he set.
    He pushed her away with a strangled groan, taking his cock
out of her mouth all too soon. She reached for him, but he gripped her chin and
forced her to look up at him. “When I come, it’s going to be in your pussy.”
    Bailey’s insides clenched, wanting him with the fiercest
desire she had ever known.
    “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He ran this thumb over her
bottom lip and grinned when she licked the pad. “Damn, you’re so fucking hot.”
He tugged on the beads around her neck and tilted his head to the right. “Get
on the bed.”
    She held his gaze and rose her to feet, her assent slow and
purposely seductive. She brushed her fingertips over his chest as she circled
around him to the bed, adding an extra little sway to her hips because she knew
he was watching. The bed creaked softly under her weight and she crawled across
the king-sized expanse to lie down in the middle.
    “No,” he said. “On all fours. I want your ass in the air.”
    Her eyes followed his hand as he stroked himself, leisurely
pumping his cock in his fist. The taste of him was still fresh in her mouth and
she was hungry for so much more. She got on her hands and knees and wiggled her
ass, smirking at him over her shoulder.
    He smiled as he approached the bed and her pussy hummed when
he ran his hand up the back of her thigh. He followed the line of her
hamstring, running his hand up the back of her leg, and then up over her ass.
Chills raced down her spine when his fingers brushed her cleft, climbed higher,
tracing the arch of her spine. His hand closed on the back of her neck, and
Bailey gasped as he pushed her facedown into the mattress. He leaned over her,
caging her beneath him, and whispered, “I said, I wanted your ass in the air.”
    She was trapped, held in place, his grip around her neck
firm and unyielding. She supposed she could break free if she wanted to—her
hands were not restrained after all—but where was the fun in that? She turned
her head to look at him, the bedspread cool and soft against her cheek. His
face was close to hers, a sexy smile on his lips. “You could have just asked.”
    “I did ask,” he said, with exaggerated patience.
    “I guess you did.” She smiled back at him, so wet for him it
was ridiculous. “Sometimes I’m a very bad girl.”
    “I see that,” he said, his other hand