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and an inner smile spread through her body. It meant everything to her that he enjoyed this so she tightened her lips around his cock and sucked hard, giving him her all. Slowly, she ran her tongue along the length of him, teasing him and tickling his balls with the tips of her fingers as he hardened even more.
    Suddenly, he pulled her toward him, forcing her to take more of him into her mouth. He was so big, she wondered if she would gag, but she slowly relaxed her muscles and let him go deeper into her throat until she couldn’t breathe. Just as she needed to come up for air, he pulled out, allowing her a few gasps before pushing back in.
    She’d given blow jobs before but never anything like this. This surely had to be the most erotic thing she had ever experienced and she allowed herself to become lost in a cloud of euphoric lust as his groans became louder and his cock swelled inside her mouth.
    Her body melted. He groaned and her excitement soared when his cock twitched inside her and the first shot of cum spurted down the back of her throat. She swallowed quickly, but there was so much of him and she desperately needed air before she choked on him. As if sensing her discomfort, he pulled out of her mouth, allowing her to catch her breath as his cum continued to spurt out of his cock onto her face. She opened her mouth and caught what she could, licking her lips to catch the trickles running down her chin and, when he was finally empty, she licked his cock again until there was nothing left.
    She looked up at him and grinned. He looked shit-hot, standing over her naked, kneeling body, and the delicious feelings of surrender almost overwhelmed her as her pussy begged for attention. She wasn’t disappointed.
    “Get on the sofa,” he said, his voice still husky.
    “Yes, Sir,” she said without hesitation and quickly sat down on the soft leather.
    He pushed her back and spread her legs wide open then, with a deep groan, thrust his tongue inside her wet pussy. She was still excited from the blow job she’d just given him, so it didn’t take much for her tingling nerve endings to start screaming with need as he ran his tongue along her labia then back inside the hot, wet walls of her pussy. It was when he flicked his tongue over her clit, though, that all the pent-up need finally got its release and she cried out as a powerful orgasm racked her body in glorious waves of intense pleasure.
    “Hmm,” she mumbled, when he climbed back up onto the sofa and pulled her into his arms. She clung to him, savoring the feel of his damp skin and musky smell.
    “You’re mine, Rachel,” he whispered in her ear and tightened his grip on her.
    “Yes, Adam. I’m yours.” She shuddered as she realized that was the closest she had come to a declaration of love with him, and the prickle of fear she was so familiar with returned to her stomach with a heavy thud.

Chapter Three
    Rachel woke when a cold, wet nose headbutted her cheek. She opened her eyes to find a black furry face staring at her, purring loudly and demanding her attention. Rachel blinked as she struggled to remember where she was. Adam tightened his arm around her and it all came back instantly—the dinner, the paintings, the blow job.
    “You’re gorgeous when you sleep.” Adam’s voice softly dragged her further out of her sleepy haze. She turned her head and smiled sleepily at him.
    “Hmm.” She sat up and stretched. Thor pushed her arm away so he could get onto her warm lap. “Insistent little fella, aren’t you? A bit like your owner.”
    She looked around the room while stroking Thor’s soft head then glanced at a nearby clock. It was just gone one in the morning. The fire had died, leaving only a few glowing embers and a slight chill in the room. Her dress lay crumpled on the floor in front of it, and her shoes and the riding crop lay on the floor by their feet. A rush of warmth ran through her as she recalled kneeling in front of Adam with the crop