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I circle her clit, watching the way her legs tremble. I can’t wait to make her come.

Chapter 7

Claire

Oh my god. I can’t believe that being spanked turns me on so much. Now his hand between my legs is driving me insane, teasing with touches way too light to make me come. I want more, need more of him. I need him to act on every fantasy I’ve ever had, fuck me every way he can think of.

James slides a finger into my pussy and I moan. One finger and he’s already so much better than my own fingers. He hisses between his teeth and slides a second one in.

“Fuck, kitten. You’re so tight.”

The way his fingers curl inside me, the way his thumb circles my clit, is pushing me closer and closer. This is already better than anyone else I’ve been with and he’s only used his fingers. He kisses my back slowly, following my spine to the small of my back, then my zipper loosens.

I hardly recognize the frustrated sound that tears out of me. I turn around to give him a piece of my mind, only to see him grinning at his dripping fingers. Then licking them clean.

He doesn’t get that satisfaction if I don’t. I stand up and take his hand from him. He arches an eyebrow, then watches as I suck his fingers. He kisses me hard, licking my tongue, trying to steal a taste of my pussy.

He grins at me and motions at my dress. “Strip.”

I let the dress fall and try to cover my belly. I stare at the floor, feeling a mixture of being exposed and ashamed. I swallow and rub my toes over the back of my calf.

“Would you rather be with that other woman?”

“Fuck no.” He strokes my hair. “I wantyou, Claire. Only you.”

“But I’m not—”

James guides my chin up to him as his other hand tugs at my arms. “I want to see all of you. You’re fucking gorgeous, and I’m going to kiss and lick every inch of you.”

He kisses me again, sure and demanding, his tongue plundering my mouth. I push his jacket off his shoulders as he takes advantage of my mouth, then I work on his buttons. My bra slips off as his shirt falls to the floor.

“Good girl,” he purrs, then takes my hand, leading me to his bedroom. The king-sized bed is the focal point; it looks so plush and welcoming. He pushes me toward it, until I can feel it against the back of my legs. “How do you want to be fucked? Should I first lick your pussy until you come?”

“I don’t know.” Because I can’t think straight with him against me, touching me, talking to me like this.

“Then get down on your knees and suck my cock until you decide,” he orders. When I hesitate, he swats the outside of my thigh. “On your knees.”

I obey slowly, watching his eyes until my gaze slips lower, to the obvious bulge in his pants. “Take it out.” He commands.

I unzip his pants, then drag his boxers and slacks down. James is as big and thick as I remember. I lick my lips and then tease with just my tongue, just the head of his cock. At his moan, I take more. He tells me how good I feel, how much he loves my mouth on his cock. I moan around his shaft to let him know how perfectly he fits.

Bobbing up and down, I feel powerful. Because of me, he’s groaning and panting. I’m the one making him feel this good. I go down as far as I can, gag, then pop off him. He catches my hair, holding me just a centimeter from him.

“What’s your decision?”

“Fuck me, Daddy,” I beg.

He grins and helps me up, nearly tossing me onto the bed. He climbs on top and drags my underwear over my hips and thighs with his teeth. Sliding between my legs, he teases me with the head of his cock, rubbing it over my clit.

“Will you come for me, kitten?” he asks as he kisses across my breast.

I nod only to earn a soft bite to my nipple. My back arches, eager and ready for more. He sucks and licks my nipple as he teases me with the fat head of his cock. I feel the tip press into my entrance, and I wiggle for more.

“Please, Daddy?”

“You’re so greedy.” He grabs my thighs and pushes all the way inside me. I gasp and dig my fingers into his shoulders. “Such a good girl.”

He moves slowly at first, testing how we fit. I was sure, after feeling how thick and long he was down my throat, that I wouldn’t be able to take every inch of him inside me. James is so big that I can’t help but feel every move he makes. Each move sends shivers of ecstasy through my body. I see the same pleasure in his eyes.


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