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already had of her.
Closing her mouth over the tip of his penis, she rubbed her tongue back and forth
and squeezed his balls lightly. The muscles in his thighs flexed and he grunted
something that definitely sounded like encouragement. That prompted her to take him
in deeper, to the back of her throat, then she backed off just far enough to settle her
piercing at the base of his glans. She pressed the tiny metal ball into the spot where the
soft head met the granite-hard shaft and just as she anticipated, he groaned and bent
forward.
Next she licked him up and down, drawing lines of sensation with her hardware
that left him panting. His body trembled. He cupped the back of her head and gently
eased her forward to take him in again, all the way. The head of his cock slid along the
roof of her mouth, and she tapped her tongue on his shaft and licked again, lost in the
power she had over him. Each movement of her lips and tongue caused a reaction in
him, a pulse in his cock, a tightening of his abs or the muscles of his thighs. She
controlled him and she loved it.
I m coming& He d barely uttered the words before he exploded. His cum shot
into her mouth, a hot, salty stream that she swallowed eagerly. She couldn t get enough.
To help him along, she squeezed his balls and sucked the head, letting the metal stud
roll against the pulsing tip until he had nothing left. Then she released him and licked
her lips.
She let him go and he staggered back a step then went down on his knees in front of
her. My God& I want to fuck you.
So do it. I m on the Pill. I won t get pregnant.
It doesn t matter to the Gemii&
No, it doesn t. Fuck me, Heath, because I need it or I ll lose my mind. I can t
control it.
She sensed his hesitation even as she put her hands on his chest and pushed him
backward. He wanted her, but part of his mind was occupied with concern for the
assassin, working out the logistics of his successful escape. She knew that because she
saw his thoughts, the images of them splayed together on the carpet next to her sofa,
tearing at each other in mating heat, juxtaposed with visions of him pulling her along
while they ran from a shadowy, incorporeal threat.
Something hissed, and out of the corner or her eye, she swore she saw movement. A
shape slithered toward the door. Heath s eyes followed it, but his hands sought her
breasts. Vaguely, as she arched into his embrace, she registered that his forearms were
bare. The twining serpents were gone.
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She didn t comment. Her brain wouldn t let her form words and her mouth was
busy, caught by his. He pushed his tongue between her lips and she suckled it just as
she had his cock. She tasted sweet and spicy at the same time, with a hint of musk and
salt from his cum. He wrapped himself around her and asserted his dominance,
pushing her back and stretching her out on the floor beneath him.
The images in their minds collided and battled just as their bodies did. Rihana
sighed at the sensation of his lean hips sliding between her spread thighs. She crossed
her legs over his ass and threaded her arms under his to grip his shoulders.
His rising erection needed no help finding her heat. The slick head bumped her clit
then glided easily between her pussy lips and inside her. She tightened reflexively,
prepared for the psychological torment that accompanied sexual release for her.
Don t& Rihana. Don t fight it. His coarse whisper made the nerves in her belly
tingle. She didn t want to, but her body worked on autopilot. Fear drew her nerves up
into coils and she clenched everything. The pressure of her tight pussy around his cock
made him grunt and he threw another image at her, this one of her letting go of her
anxiety and becoming limp in his arms.
She wanted to obey. She wanted this to be pure pleasure because she needed it so
badly. After a terrible night spent alternating between erotic dreams and bouts of terror,
she needed to let go of everything and float. Instead she bucked her hips up, urging him
deeper inside, making their connection tighter to the point of pain. Do it. Fast and
hard, she panted in his ear. To entice him, she followed her breathless command with
a swipe of her tongue along the smooth patch of skin just beneath his short sideburn.
He shivered and clutched her, working his hands down beneath her ass to hold her to
him while he began to thrust.
His control impressed her. Usually, given such a directive from a woman, a man
couldn t help but obey. His cock would do all the work for his brain, taking ruthlessly
the moment it was given permission. Instead he slowed his movements, maddening her
with an easy glide in and out. His hands were everywhere, massaging her backside,
riding over her hips, worshiping her breasts. She ached for him, for the human
connection she d missed for so long, and for the climax which he refused to rush.
Come on, do it. She bucked. She bit his shoulder and the taste of his skin left her
wanting more. He was delicious, salty and firm. She wanted to eat him, to have him
filling every orifice. Do it!
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