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He continued to ride her, his cock pumping deep into her, driving her pleasure higher. Then he groaned his release and held her tight to his body.

* * *

Matt erupted inside her, groaning at the potent pleasure. Damn, it was so intense with Kate. Her body pressed tight to his, her back passage gripping him like a vise. He drew out and knew he had to have her again. He grabbed a moist towelette from the small drawer in the table and wiped off, then he grabbed her hips and flipped her over.

He slipped his fingers into her slit and pulled the still-vibrating device from her wet depths, then he pushed his still-hard cock inside her. She sat up and into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist. He kissed her, his tongue delving deep, dancing with her own. She drove her tongue back into his mouth, her lips moving on his with passion.

He thrust his hips forward and she groaned. He pumped inside her, loving the feel of her velvet sheath around him. She clung to him, her face a vision of rapture. She sucked in a breath, then moaned again. Her eyes fell closed and he pressed his lips to her neck as he continued to drive into her. Giving her pleasure.

She wailed in ecstasy and he kept going. He wasn’t going to come again so soon, so he just enjoyed giving her this pleasure.

Finally, she slumped against him, her head lolling on his shoulder. He picked her up, still embedded inside her, and carried her up the two flights of stairs to his room.

* * *

Kate woke up, snuggled against Matt, his arms still around her. She felt so warm and protected in his arms. He had even used a flogger on her last night, and she had loved it. There’d been no residual fear from that other incident. No fear at all, since she knew Matt would never hurt her.

Of course, he must have chosen a pink flogger for a reason. It made her think of soft, cute things, not pain. And he had so lovingly stroked across her back with it.

She could imagine using it on Matt. Brushing it across his broad, naked chest. Then maybe flicking it, just to get his attention—and make him a little nervous—then stroking again.

But when did the sub get to punish the Dom?

She’d have to think about that. Maybe she could pretend to capture him. Chain him up and have her way with him.

She was getting hot just thinking about it. But there were no chains handy. She grinned. Of course, maybe she could bind him with her powers of sexual persuasion.

* * *

Matt awoke to Kate’s soft hands on his already swelling cock. He groaned at the sweet warmth of her mouth surrounding him and her throat enveloping him. She took him deep several times, then prowled over him. As she sat on his pelvis—her warm, wet folds pressed against the ridge of his cock—she grasped his wrists and pressed them beside his head and winked.

“I’ve chained you down, Sir.” She said the honorific with sass, her eyes gleaming. “Now you’re under my control.”

He shouldn’t allow her to do this. He was training her to be a sub, in order for her to accept that side of herself.

But he couldn’t resist her playful sexiness … and the heat of her slick body gliding up and down his cock as she pivoted her hips on him.

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She reached down and grasped his cock, then slid it inside her.

“Oh, yeah.”

She leaned forward and brushed her breast against his mouth. He opened and licked her tight nipple, then pulled it inside and sucked. She moaned and pressed forward more. He sucked until she tugged her breast free, then pressed the other forward. He licked the newly offered nipple, then pinched it lightly with his teeth. She gasped, then pushed it forward until he sucked deeply.

She sat up, cupping her breasts and stroking the nipples as she moved up and down on him. He watched her fingers toy with the hard nubs, his cock swelling even more inside her hot depths. She squeezed him and he groaned, then she stroked her hands over his chest and pinched his nipples as she increased the rhythm, her body gliding on him faster. Taking him deeper.

He watched her face, glowing in pleasure, her eyes gleaming brightly. The cadence of her breathing told him she was close. And so was he.

If his hands weren’t bound by imaginary chains, he’d reach up and stroke her sweet breasts, but he satisfied himself with watching them bounce gently with her movement.

She tightened around him, then threw her head back and moaned. The sight of her in full orgasm sent him shooting over the edge and he erupted inside her.

“Oh, God, Kate. You are so sexy.”

She smiled and snuggled up against him, his cock still buried in her depths. “And so are you.”

She nuzzled his neck, then lifted her head and kissed him. Their gazes locked and her smile faded as she stared deeply into his eyes.