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in no hurry.
    I let go of
her hands and begin to explore her body. She quivers and sweat breaks all over
her skin. The sweet smell of her arousal fills the room.
    “Oh, I'll be
in so much trouble if Sam finds out I've been playing with myself.”
    “ I’m playing with you!”
    “Ok, but he
can’t see you, Marcel. Who’s gonna get the blame?”
    However, the
thought of being caught red handed is too tempting for Clara and a slow smile
turns the corners of her full mouth up. She pulls her knees up, opening herself
to me, placing them firmly on the mattress. I move my hand down her stomach,
around her hips, in slow movements, up and down, until I get to her sex. I stop
and she gasps and moans and the sounds fill the suite.
    “I guess,
sweet Clara, you’ll have to pay to see. Or would you rather I stopped?”
     “No,
please, don’t stop.”
    I grab her
by the hips, holding her in place. I pull her knees down until they touch the
silk sheet, exposing her wet cunt. The cool air blows over her sex but it only
makes her burn more. She can feel my stubble scrape her inner thighs as I lick
her flesh. From her button belly down to her navel. I shower little kisses and
bite her soft skin. She bucks, arches her back and tries to shove her sex in my
face.
    “Slow down,
pet. We don’t want it to finish so soon, now, do we?”
    She only
moans in response and I blow a cold breath on her slick folds and she quivers.
Her juices are coating her sex. She looks and smells divine. I run my tongue on
my lips in anticipation. I hold her legs apart and look up at her gorgeous
green eyes. They are heavy and dark as a luscious forest. She wants me.
    “Please,
Marcel, don’t torture me like this.”
    I give her
my wickedest smile before my tongue invades her pussy. I find her clit and my teeth
bite the little hidden nub. She goes crazy. She clutches at my shoulders and
drives her nails in my skin. I lick, bite and suck her sensitive flesh until Clara
sees stars behind her closed lids.
    “Oh, my god!”
    I enter her
drenched cunt with a long finger as I keep the assault on her clit. I crook it
and move it around her inner walls. She’s wailing by now. Clara has always been
a loud lover. One of the things she needs to control when her Dom tells her to
stay quiet. She doesn’t have to do that with me but she bites down her lower
lip trying to stifle the sounds because she doesn’t want to be caught just yet.
Besides, now she’s having second thoughts about disobeying Sam and breaking his
rules. After all, he is her Dom at Club Desire and he controls the outcome of
her adventures tonight.
    But my body
pressing against hers keeps her going. Her body is in overdrive. She can’t take
the building tension any more. I move over to straddle Clara. My cock is hard and
I have a naughty smile on my face when my hand moves between our bodies to
guide my dick inside her pussy. I want to bury myself to the hilt, but instead,
I position only its huge head in her entrance, nudging her.
    I lean down
and kiss her and she takes advantage of my distraction to wiggle her hips
trying to move them upwards and to get me inside her. I laugh and pin both her
hands over her head again. My other hand kneads her soft flesh. I cup one
breast and then the other. I squeeze them and she gasps at the sensation. I tweak
the brown big nipples until she moans, almost choking. The pain and pleasure
mix drives her wild. I suck and lick the soft skin on the side of her breast,
biting down and leaving a red mark on her.
    “Oh, god,
you’re hot, Marcel. More, give me more. I need your dick in me. Now.”
    “We’ll get
there, my hungry slut. I want to taste you first. It’s your fault for been so
delicious.”
    I move my
cock a little bit more inside her soaking wet pussy. She bucks on the mattress.
Opening her legs wider, Clara wraps her long legs around my waist, locks her
feet at my back and finds purchase to trust up against my body, rotating her
hips.
    I laugh and
kiss