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He ran his hands down to her pussy and felt her juices on his fingers.

“Feels so good,” she muttered, closing her eyes.

He sucked on her nipple and pressed on her clit with his hand. He felt her push her body into his, arching her back off the mattress.

Swirling his tongue around her tiny bit of flesh and sending a finger into her body, he heard her begin to p

ant and moan.

“What about you? This show deserves an encore or two.” Her delicate fingers shot into his head, tugging on his hair. “Aren’t you going to take off your boxers?”

“Trying to take over again, sweetheart?” He laughed. “Not happening. I’ll take off my boxers when I’m ready and not before. Right now, this is about your pleasure. I want to sample your juices.” He moved down the bed until his head was positioned perfectly between her thighs. He gazed at her. “God, even your pussy is a thing of beauty, Gya.”

She laughed. “Well that’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard. Nobody’s pussy is beautiful.”

Time to give this sub-in-training a little lesson.

He grinned, lifting her legs and swatting her ass.

“Ow. That hurt.”

“It was supposed to hurt. I wanted to get your attention.” He rubbed her ass, loving how warm it felt. “Are you calling me dumb or a liar?”

“Neither. I swear. I just never thought of my pussy as pretty.”

“It is.” He took her legs and lifted them over his shoulder. “And I’m about to see how sweet it is, too.”

Without hesitation, he pressed his mouth to her wet pussy. He swirled his tongue over her swollen folds, relishing the taste of her on his lips.

“Oh my God, that feels so good.”

“And it tastes good, too. Give me your juices, sweetheart.” He used his lips to press on her clit.

She writhed under him. “I’m going to come, Aaron.”

“Do it. Come for me, baby.” He made love to her pussy with his mouth. “Drown me in your passion.”

He felt her fingernails scrape his shoulder blades as her orgasm took her over. He drank every drop of her climax as she started to pound the mattress with her fists.

“Oh my God.” Her eyes were closed. “Yes. Yes. Yes.”

He smiled. “Look at me, Gya.”

She opened her eyes.

“Now I will take off my boxers.”

Chapter Nine

Gya gazed at Aaron, who stood and slowly, methodically removed his black boxers. He’s giving me a show, and what a show it is.

Sitting up in the bed, she grinned. “I’m glad you finally got naked.” She glanced down at his monstrous, hard cock.

He sent her a wicked wink. “Tell me what you see.”

“Seriously?”

He pulled his boxers back up to his waist. “I expect you to listen and to obey when I speak. Remember what I told you?”