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Swinging her around, he set her facedown on his lap, he laid an arm across her back. She pushed up against the weight of his limb. Etienne smacked her ass and she went still.
    “You will pay for this, Etienne,” She shouted as she yanked at the hem of his jeans leg.
    “So you say, Sha . We need to establish a few rules and one of them is I am the man, and as I’m well aware that you know, you are the woman. I will not bow down to your childish attempts to control me. Do I want you? Yes and badly. I will have you on terms we can both agree on.”
    She remained silent.
    He raised his hand and spanked her butt again. In the dark, he couldn’t see the fruits of his handiwork but he could have sworn he heard her whimper. He rubbed the spot before lifting his palm to slap her cheek again. “Do we understand each other, Sha ?”
    She twisted her head away from him.
    Etienne slid his hand over the gentle curve of her buttocks. He could feel the heat at the apex of her thighs and eased a digit over the tight pucker of her asshole and along the moist folds of her pussy. She writhed against him.
    He leaned down, dropping minute kisses along the back of her neck before speaking “You like this Sasha?”
    Sasha turned her head and stared up at him. The gold of her irises swirled with desire. Her lips curled revealing her lengthening canines. Her words were jumbled as she spoke. “The real question is, can you handle all that I am?”
    He traced his finger along her labia. “I wouldn’t be here if I couldn’t.” His cock pressed against the zipper of his jeans. He was sure the metal would leave an impression in his shaft.
    Slowly he slipped a finger into her passage and felt the undulating muscles tighten around it. He added a second digit and thrust deeper. Her sighs became wails when he swiveled his wrist and crooked his fingers. Her body bowed and drops of her essence flowed into his hand. He could feel his own teeth sharpening, cutting into his gums. A series of light spasms rippled around his digits and he drove them deeper. She clamped her thighs shut. Her claws pierced through his pants and dug into his calf. He tugged his hand free, gripped her hips and urged Sasha up onto her feet.
    Etienne rose with her, yanking his zipper down. He rolled the jeans down his hips. Dropping to her haunches, Sasha pushed his hands out the way and jerked his pants down, shoving them to his ankles. His cock bobbed in inches from her face. She rested on her knees and sat back on her calves. He watched as she raised her face to glance at him.
    Sasha licked her lips. “My turn, lover.” She cupped his nuts in her palm and slid her other hand along the length of his shaft.
    He curled his hands into fists to keep from grabbing her shoulders and forcing her forward. A groan escaped past his lips as she slowly slid her hand up and down his erection. He watched her, enthralled when she leaned in and drew the head of his cock into her mouth. Tingles of pleasure exploded through him, making his knees so damn weak he had a hard time staying upright. He locked his legs to keep from dropping back into the chair behind him. His cock touched the back of her throat and she did something with her mouth, a sort of hum that reverberated through him, making his balls tighten. No longer able to resist he tangled his fingers in her hair, gripping the loose strands from her braid to hold her head in place as he thrust forward, fucking her mouth.
    Her grasp tightened around the base of his dick and the friction from her mouth and hand increased. The heat and suction she created sent a sharp wave of unimaginable bliss shooting through his cock, his balls drew up, and he felt himself about to come.
    He sucked in a breath as prickles raced through him and coalesced into a ball at the base of his spine.
    “Enough!” The word erupted from his mouth in a rusty growl. Etienne yanked Sasha off him and pulled her up. Checking behind him he drew her down with him when