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arrogant.”
    “Not when I’m speaking the truth. I will demonstrate
it if you want.”
    She felt scared, in what way did he mean touch her,
was he going to beat her, torture her? His fingers quickly waylaid
her fears, he finally let them graze her clit, it would be torture,
but of a kind she could not have imagined.
    “Now, Cindy, let’s start with why you needed the
money.”
    “That’s none of your business.”
    “There you are mistaken, as my mate your actions
directly affect me. If you are in some kind of trouble then I need
to know.”
    “I am not your mate.”
    “Come now, don’t lie to yourself, you know it, you
can feel it. It will be much easier for you if you simply tell
me.”
    She pressed her lips firmly together; she would
rather die than tell him what he wanted to know.
    A low growl came from his throat as he accepted her
challenge. His weight shifted off her a little, one of his legs
sliding between hers and pried them apart allowing him access to
her. One of his fingers dipped inside her sex, already wet and
swollen. He drew it back up over her clit and watched her
uncontrolled response.
    “Tell me why you needed the money?” he whispered, his
mouth next to her ear.
    The closeness of him made his breath tickle her ear,
she shivered in response. Flicking his tongue out he licked the
lobe of her ear and then sucked it in causing her to whimper at the
assault on her senses. His experience with women was obvious, and
he was right, she would tell him everything eventually, but first
she would put up a fight.
    Turning her head away from him she screwed her eyes
tightly shut, trying to block out what he was doing to her. In
response he moved his mouth from her ear and latched onto her
breast, sucking it hard before licking it with the flat of his
tongue.
    Biting her lip to stop herself from crying out at the
onslaught as he continued using his mouth on her breasts while his
fingers pushed deep inside her, his thumb rubbing her clit at the
same time. She felt her orgasm rising, there was no stopping it,
and she wanted to come, despite the reasons why he was doing this
to her. It was so close, the tension in her body increased, ready
to explode around him.
    And then he stopped.
    He left her hanging there, no way of finishing, his
mouth and fingers gone, but he still had her hands pinned above her
head so she couldn't even go through the indignity of touching
herself in front of him in the desperate need to come.
    Her breathing was rapid; her sex throbbed with an
ache deep and needy. She didn’t want to open her eyes and look at
him, she certainly didn’t want to give him the pleasure of knowing
how she felt, but then she guessed he already knew. This was his
game.
     
    “Want to tell me now?” She did not move, even to
shake her head, the feelings had begun to subside, she could handle
it. “Then let’s continue.”
    He moved between her thighs, pushing them wider, the
head of his cock pressed against her outer lips, he was going to
penetrate her again. Pushing harder he entered her, sliding in
slowly, her sex gripping him so she felt every movement as he slid
against her inner walls.
    Stretching her tight sex he filled her completely,
resting there for a moment, and then he pulled back almost
completely, leaving her empty. The head of his cock was all that
was inside her, again he stopped, her sex adjusting to being empty,
and feeling the need to be filled.
    With great self control he slid back into her,
filling her to the hilt. In a steady rhythm he repeated this,
slowly increasing the pace. His mouth kissed her body, little
trails all over her heated skin. Her orgasm grew from the dying
embers of before, quicker and stronger, the peak was so close, this
time would be even harder than the last, and she would not tell him
what he wanted to know.
    And then he stopped.
    Staying perfectly still he lay buried deep inside
her. She was so close, tensing her inner walls against his thick
cock she tried to