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“How about a bath?”

“You got me dressed up to the nines to just take it all off me?”

“The pampering was for you. I wanted you to feel special. You work so hard, you deserve to be taken care of. If it were just for me, I would have you in my bed, without makeup, and that beautiful dark hair spread all over my pillows.” I took off her coat, admiring the tight black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places.

“Beautiful,” I whispered in her ear, trailing kisses down her neck. I pushed her toward the claw-foot bathtub. She looked down at the hot bubble bath waiting for her.

“You had all this planned?”

“I knew I wanted to take care of you. You work so damn hard, and you are there for everyone. I wanted you to have tonight be all about you. Now, strip. I want to see you take off those pretty clothes for me.” She slowly unzipped the side of her dress and let it drop to the floor. I loved seeing the silk pooled around her feet on the floor.

“You wore lace, I see. I like that you want to please me. Step out of that dress, and let me see my prize.” I admired her. The bra made her lush breasts even more delectable, and don’t even get me started on the barely there thong.

“Turn around for me and bend over.” She did as I asked without hesitation. I admired her ass—two round globes I couldn’t wait to sink my teeth into.

“That ass is making me want to forget about the bath and fuck you so hard, you will be sore for days.”

“Then why don’t you?” she challenged, getting up to turn to face me.

“Did I tell you to turn around? Show me my beautiful ass. I wasn’t done.” She quickly complied. It was a turn-on how easily she obeyed my commands. I walked over to her and placed the palm of my hand on her right ass cheek. The feel of her warm skin against my hand was more than inviting. I moved her thong to the side and trailed my finger along her ass crack.

“This ass. I am going to devour it tonight. I am going to have my tongue in there.” I moved my finger down until the tip was at her tight entrance. “It seems my good girl was a little bad.” She moaned softly.

“I love how wet you get for me. Tell me you want my cock. Tell me how wet your sweet cunt is.” I moved my finger into her pussy and collected some of her wetness. I brought my finger to my mouth, tasting her.

“I want you,” she whispered breathily.

“No, baby. I want you to say it like you mean it.” I cupped her with my hand. “Tell me what you want me to do to this hot pussy.”

“I want you to fuck me. I want to feel your cock filling me up until I can’t take it anymore.” Her sweet mouth saying filthy things really got me going. I completely forgot about the bath I had run for her. I had always been in complete control of my urges. But with her, it felt like I had been an animal in a cage for all these years, and now I was ready to let all my urges out.

“Fuck the bath. I can’t wait that long.” I scooped her up in my arms, took her to my room, and gently placed her on her feet.

“Do you have any idea what you fucking do to me?” I grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her close before kissing her deeply and running my fingers through her raven strands. I heard her moan, and my cock got even harder, knowing she was just as turned on as I was. I pinned her hands behind her back, pressing my erection into her. With my right hand, I lined up my cock with the cleft of her ass. I heard her moan. I released my hand to smack her ass.

“I will have this ass, but not tonight. Tonight, it’s all about owning your pussy and making you realize it now belongs to me. Now, strip.”

Holly

I was so turned on. Bryant’s words were doing things to me I didn’t even know were possible. I had been so nervous all day, unsure of what would happen, but from the second I saw his face, my body surged with lust. He made me feel sexy, powerful in my desire, and he brought out a need in me that shocked me to my core. I knew I wanted nothing more than to be with him.

I lay naked across his bed as he stood in front of me, fully clothed, watching me. His gaze looked hungry, and I liked being the meal he devoured.


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