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She grasped mindlessly at his forearms, because even as he’d said it, she’d felt her nerves begin to sizzle and burn beneath his rubbing finger.

“God, you’re nice and wet. You do love to tease, don’t you? Or was it the belt on your ass that got you this hot?” he growled softly near her ear. She was too preoccupied with his rubbing finger to reply. If he kept it up, she’d be coming soon. “Eleanor?” he prodded more sharply when she didn’t answer.

“Both,” she managed.

“I thought so. Does it feel good?” he asked, referring to his rubbing finger.

She just stared at his chest blindly and nodded. He made a rough sound of satisfaction and dropped his hand.

“Hey—”

“Put these on,” he cut off her protest, reaching into his back pocket. Much to her dazed amazement, he handed her what appeared to be a black pair of silk panties. She hesitated. “Don’t worry. They’re brand new, courtesy of Abigail Chasen. Take them, Eleanor.”

She reached. Almost immediately, she felt the weight among the froth of the silk. She glanced at him, confused. He sunk his hand into his pocket yet again and held up a small, black mechanical device.

“They’re vibrating panties. Time for you to take what you dish out, Eleanor.”

FIFTEEN

Yes, she was an adorable, teasing little witch, but he’d had enough of her wrestling the control from him. He was so aroused, he had little sympathy for her when he made his proclamation and her eyes went wide in uncertainty and arousal. He watched her slide the panties over the black pumps she wore and up her long, toned legs. She still held the dildo, which made the sight even more distracting. He waited until she’d slid the underwear into place, and then stepped forward and reached between her thighs, making sure the inserted vibrator was in place for optimal stimulation. Her breathy whimper at his touch swelled his already ponderous erection.

He stepped back and met her stare. “Go down on your knees.”

He saw her swallow thickly in the tense seconds that followed. For a few seconds, he wondered if she’d do it. She had to be the most uniquely sensual women he’d ever met, but she wasn’t a typical submissive. She did surrender in the end, but she loved to get him as worked up as she could beforehand.

“Don’t worry, baby,” he said quietly. “It’s going to be the best kind of torture for me, as well.”

That helped, as he suspected it would. She’d meant what she’d said earlier. Her ultimate goal was to excite him, just as his was to ultimately excite her.

She slowly dropped to her knees in front of him. He ripped his gaze off the mouthwatering vision of her bare breasts heaving between the plackets of his shirt and located the buttons on the miniature remote he held. He hit a medium setting and looked up to gauge her reaction. She started slightly in her kneeling position, and then her lips parted. More color stained her cheeks. A dazed expression dawned on her pretty face. Her hips pulsed slightly forward in rhythm to the music.

“Is it . . .” She faded off in wonder, biting her lower lip and moaning.

Raw satisfaction swept through him at her fresh, unscripted reaction. It couldn’t be clearer she’d never had the experience before. Now he had her where he wanted her. “Yes. It’s sensitive to sound. It vibrates to the beat of the music. Gives whole new meaning to one of your dances, doesn’t it? Now show me what you planned to do with the dildo,” he ordered gruffly.

“What?”

“Show me what you were going to do with the dildo in your dance.” He saw her wariness. He also saw the speculative gleam dawn in her gorgeous eyes as she looked up at him.

“Do it, Eleanor.”

Her gaze dipped down to where his cock pressed against his jeans. He resisted a strong urge to stroke himself in front of her and instead turned up

the power on the vibrator one notch. She whimpered, her entire body quaking subtly, her bare breasts trembling. Her nipples looked hard and incredibly edible.

She lifted the dildo to her mouth. Her hips jerked slightly, and then she swiveled them to both the beat of the vibrator and the music. He groaned.

She was killing him.

He watched her like a hawk as she began to lick the flaring head of the dildo. She lifted it slightly and trailed her tongue all the way down to the testicles. Her tongue was pink and wet and sinuous.

Raw arousal shot through him. He cupped his aching balls at the flagrantly erotic sight. “God, Eleanor.”

He saw the spark in her eyes, and knew his response had emboldened her. She clamped her lips shut and pushed the dildo between them, spreading them wide. Ah Christ. He ripped open his button fly. His was about to burst. He watched, utterly enraptured as she slid the rubber cock into her mouth several inches and then pulled it back. She sucked hard. He could tell by the way her cheeks hollowed out. The dildo was shorter than his cock, but the diameter was similar. It was a concise, agonizing tease of what was to come.

He thrust his hand into his boxer briefs and fisted the shaft of his cock. He removed it from the fabric of his underwear, never taking his gaze from the vision of Eleanor sinking the dildo between her tightly pursed lips again.

“Faster,” he insisted.



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