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cock, finding that sweet spot inside her, she almost flew apart. His fingers on her clit pressed harder and circled faster.
    Each breath was a gasp as incredible waves of sensation assaulted her body. It was almost too much. She focused on him, on the look of anguish on his face as he thrust in and out of her pussy. She was going to come. He was driving her up, up, up.
    She heard the catch in his breath and wanted to weep with joy.
    “Now!” His body stiffened.
    She tightened her muscles, holding him inside, squeezing him, squeezing her clit as a scream of release tore from her throat. His fingers continued to circle her clit faster and harder, making her orgasm a violent explosion instead of sweet surrender. Her orgasm burst over her in waves that drowned her as his finger continued to coax her swollen nub to its full height and then made it jerk with each thrust of her hips into his hand.
    Body spent, she collapsed onto the carpet, her heart pounding in her chest and her lungs bursting with need for air. “Oh, my god,” she whispered, uncaring whether or not she was allowed to talk. If spankings got her a fuck this good, she just might have to be bad again. And again.
    Behind her, her Prince Charming wrapped his arms around her. “You’re not going to sleep, are you?”
    “I think you fucked the life out of me.” She felt weak as a newborn baby.
    He nuzzled her ear and nipped her ear lobe. “That, my dear Cinderella, was just the warm up. We aren’t done.” Quick as a fox, he was up, shedding his princely costume.
    Jaimie rolled onto her back to watch. “I need a nap to recharge.” She stared at his massive chest, noting the smooth, bronzed skin, the tiny dark disks of his nipples that were hard beads, and the line of black hair on his belly that arrowed down into a mat of curls surrounding his glistening cock. Her prince was one prime male specimen.
    He knelt between her legs and pushed them up and out. “Ready for round two?”
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    Bryce was completely captivated by Jaimie. His assistant had been right when she’d told him Jaimie was both as vanilla as they came and frustrated sexually. Though he had his own agenda, he vowed to educate her and pleasure her. Jaimie would not be left wanting. At the end of the weekend, she might have reason to hate him, but she’d also have plenty of reasons to thank him.
    Her breasts heaved with every breath, enticing and tempting him to abandon his next plan of attack, but to give in and play with those luscious globes meant slowing down. He planned to send Jaimie back over the peak to reward her for giving control of her body to him. He stared down at her gleaming, pink pussy.
    “I’m going to lick your pussy and suck on your clit, my sweet, innocent Cinderella. You can be as noisy as you like. In fact, I want to hear how much you like what I am going to do to you. You’re going to beg for me to allow you to come, but you may not come until I tell you. Is that clear?”
    “Yes, Sir.”
    Jaimie’s voice was still breathless. He smiled, lowered his head between her legs, and inhaled her aroused scent. His fingers spread her apart. “So beautiful,” he murmured, staring at her moist, pink flesh and the tiny heart of her sexual pleasure. His thumb dipped inside. Her hips jerked. He drew out her sweet juices and spread them up through her swollen folds and over her clit. Another jerk.
    Using his tongue, he retraced the path of his thumb. A quick dip in, then slow licks up and a teasing flick to her clit. Over and over, he stroked and flicked. Jaimie was taking him at his word. Her moans and gasps were the sweetest music to his ears, and the shudders he felt beneath his hands told him that she was on fire.
    Enough gentle teasing. He stuck his tongue deep inside her. Her hips left the floor, pushing her pussy fully into his face. She panted and gasped. Lifting his head, he stared at the tiny swollen nub then glanced at Jaimie’s face. Her eyes were closed, back arched,