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Unreal.

I stop at her belly button. It’s a sexy indentation, and I imagine a platinum and diamond barbell laced through it. I circle the toy around the little notch. She arches again, and her clit is visible and swollen, protruding slightly from her gorgeous pink folds. I want so much to drag the stainless steel downward, circle her clit. But I linger at her navel.

“So beautiful, Skye. You should have this pierced.”

She opens her mouth but then closes it. Was she going to say something?

I’m glad she decided not to. I really don’t want to have to withhold her orgasm. I get just as much pleasure as she does from her climax.

When I finally trail downward to her vulva, she lets out an excited moan. Still I tease, though, gliding over her pubic bone and down the sides of her opening. I nick her soft labia, suck in a breath as it glistens with her wetness.

As much as I don’t want to leave that paradise between her legs, I trail the anal plug down over her inner thighs to her knees.

Then I begin the trip back up. The ultimate tease for both of us.

I trail the steel back over her slit. “Mmm. Nice and wet. How much do you want me, Skye?”

She opens her mouth and then slams it shut.

“Good girl.” I don’t need her words. The slickness of her pussy is more than enough answer. I slide the plug over her.

She moans and circles her hips. Arches her back and undulates…

But I move the object back up her vulva to her breasts and then to her lips. I poke it into her mouth. “Taste yourself. See how delicious you are.”

She swirls her tongue over it—that sexy, silky tongue—and I imagine the pointed end of the anal plug is the head of my cock. Fuck. I swear I feel it, as if she’s licking me, caressing that most sensitive part of me with that warm tongue.

Damn.

I take the anal plug away from her lips and set it on the night table.

Enough is enough.

I remove my clothes as quickly as I ever have, leaving them in piles on the carpet, and quickly put on a condom.

Skye squirms on the bed, twisting the covers with her hands.

“Don’t move your hands, Skye,” I say.

She releases her fists.

“Bend your legs so your feet are flat on the bed.”

Again, she obeys.

I stare for a moment at the sheer beauty before me. Her pussy, engorged and juicy, just waiting for me to plunder it. I crawl forward and nudge her slit with my cock.

She reaches—

“I said don’t move your hands!”

She quickly jerks her hand back.

I understand. She wants to touch me. Normally I don’t need a woman’s touch, but with Skye…

Damn. I want it.

But not. I gave her a command, and she will obey.


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