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.”When she did, the soft flick of her tongue drove him crazy.But what was worse, somehow Zoe’s face became superimposed on Crystal’s, and it was her tongue licking him.Her lips closing around his length.Shit!He released his grip on her hair and jerked away.He was losing his fucking mind.He needed to fix this.****Rawhide had taken the edge off his physical need, but it hadn’t satisfied the growing craving for Zoe Hampton and her body that inspired erotic thoughts.Unwanted erotic thoughts.Because he knew, with Zoe, an hour in a club would only be a tease.An enticement.He’d want it all, again and again, until she owned him.Fuck.The turmoil swirled in his brain all the way back to the ranch, followed him as he moved through the house turning off the lamps he’d left on, and clung to him as he stripped off his clothes and slid into bed.Lying back, he closed his eyes.In an instant, he was back in the room at Rawhide.Only this time the woman with him wasn’t Crystal.It was Zoe.She smiled up at him, licking his taste from her lips with a sensual swipe of her tongue.He was so aroused his body burned for her.He wanted to fuck her every way possible, and then do it all again.Taking the tube of gel, he squeezed a liberal amount on one finger, then spread the cheeks of her ass.“Deep breath, sub.You know what’s coming.”He had something very special planned for tonight.Something to take her to the very edge of desire.Zoe managed to keep her balance while he slid two fingers into her rectum, scissoring to spread the lube and massage it into her tissues.Preparing her.“Another breath,” he told her.“Tonight’s plug has a little variation to it.”The butt plug he slowly eased into her was actually a large dildo that he could set to vibrate.The hunger in his body rose to an excessive level, and he had to forcibly rein it in.Slow.Take it slow.The fact that she’d willingly handed over this power to him was as much a turn on as any acts he performed on her and with her.When the dildo was fully inserted, he twisted the rim slightly until a very faint hum vibrated through it.“Master!” she cried, tightening her grip on her ankles and clenching her buttocks.“Easy,” he crooned.“We’ve just begun here.”He eased her to a standing position, taking a moment to massage her arm and leg muscles from the strain of the unnatural position.He prided himself on being the kind of Dom who took good care of his subs.Satisfied that he had attended to her properly, he led her to the St.Andrew’s Cross.Her eyes widened when, instead of turning so she faced forward on it, he turned her so her back was against it.But she said nothing, just watching him from beneath lowered eyelids.Wade took a moment to strip off his shirt.Usually, he remained fully clothed until he was ready to actually fuck his sub or slide his cock into her mouth.The clothes were like armor to him, helping him maintain the control he needed.But tonight, with Zoe, his body temperature rose, and he was sweaty beneath his clothes.He didn’t want to examine the reason for it and simply tossed his shirt onto the floor.Zoe tensed slightly as he stretched out her arms and legs, fastening the manacles around wrists and ankles.He could sense the questions swirling around in her mind.He knew she wanted to give voice to them, but she had assured him she understood the rule of Master and sub so he knew she’d swallow all those words before asking him anything.“I can be what you need,” she assured him.“I want to.Please, Master.”The little vibrator in her ass was doing its job, the pulsations rippling through her.“Remember the rules,” he reminded her.“No orgasm until I give you permission.” He grinned.“Let’s up the game a little, shall we?”He opened the drawer and took out another dildo, this one a little smaller.Opening the flushed lips surrounding her opening, he slid it into her waiting channel, giving the end a little twist to set it on low vibrate like the other one.Zoe’s eyes widened, and her teeth bit into her lower lip.This would be a test of her control, but he knew she would use every effort to maintain it.She had no intention of disappointing him.She had told him as much.Next, he took the small bottle of scented oil from the table, poured some into the palm of his hand, and began to massage it into her body.He had learned over the years that preparing his subs for punishment this way often prevented hard bruising or marking on the body.A side benefit was the opportunity it gave him to run his hands over every inch of his sub’s body, Zoe’s body, kneading her breasts, sliding his fingers through the slick flesh of her pussy, lightly raking his fingernails down to send a faint shiver racing over her skin.He applied the oil slowly over every inch of her body, his body reacting to the contact so strongly even his slacks and boxer briefs had become too restrictive.He divested himself of the slacks but kept the briefs on, determined to have some control over his wayward dick until he was ready for it.Lifting the little whip from the table, he ran the very thin strip of leather across Zoe’s thighs and belly.By the time he was finished, she would be covered with an intricate pattern of red stripes and they’d both be ready to explode.He studied her body, admiring how well she kept herself in shape.Wetting his lips, he stared at the totally bare flesh around her cunt then lifted his gaze to her face.Unexpected heat flashed in those hazel eyes, the flecks of green darkening to emerald.Rich, full lips glistened as she ran her tongue over them, and her breasts with those rose-colored nipples lifted and fell with her accelerated breathing.Her pussy begged for his mouth or his cock.He nearly came just from looking at her.Fuck! What was she doing to him? He took a step back, closed his eyes again, and drew in a deep breath.She was the last female he’d expected to indoctrinate into his lifestyle, expecting her to run like a scared chicken, screaming at the top of her lungs.He had counted on the fact that while she might have gotten older, she was still little Zoe the pest.Only that wasn’t the case at all.Not even close.Get with it, Cameron [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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