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away. “No coming until I say.”
    I barely stifled another moan. “You’re evil.” My words were breathless and didn’t seem to have much power.
    He dug in a nearby drawer. Before I could see what he had, he kissed me hard, he made me forget the pain of my longing, the concentrated pressure binding every limb.
    Within the span of a few seconds, he abandoned my lips and clamped my nipples with the end of two pair of tongs. The stainless steel was cold. It had a decorative scalloped edge but a straight bottom that held tight to my throbbing buds. I hissed as they pinched and dug into my suddenly sensitive nipples. They didn’t pierce my flesh, but my breasts seemed to pulsate around their pressure. I struggled to adjust to the impromptu clamps.
    He kissed a path down my full curves. He pressed his lips along my inner thighs. His fingers spread me open. A gleam of mischief lit his gaze. He didn’t take his eyes off of me as his mouth closed over my clit.
    I moaned, my head tilting back as his tongue flickered along the hood of my pearl.
    My body was confused. The upper half was wrapped in pain, yet every pass of his tongue sent pleasure dueling for supremacy.
    I cried out as he slid a finger into my hot channel. His digit furiously thrust in rhythm with his tongue, propelling me upwards. My muscles clenched in anticipation. My womb burned as pain overwhelmed the pleasure, my need too powerful. “Please, Rico.”
    I writhed beneath his talented touch. Tiny whimpers escaped as I fought for my climax. I was so close yet so far.
    “You better scream my name, Blondie.”
    I pushed my pussy into his mouth unabashedly, desperate, willing to sacrifice my pride for the almighty release.
    He slowed his movements to a crawl, drawing out my torture.
    “Oh, please, please, please.” My back didn’t touch the counter. I didn’t care how I looked, how my body jiggled or how I sounded.
    “Let go, Blondie.” Suddenly he pounded my pussy with two fingers as his tongue made contact with my clit.
    I instantly shot over the edge. I didn’t recognize my own voice as hoarse cries left me. Pleasure consumed me, shaking, touching, and tingling every inch of me. My mind blanked, my vision blurred; I was a victim of ecstasy, enraptured by her greatness. My heart and pulse thundered in sync. My breathing wasn’t far behind their rapid rhythms as delicious sensations continued to pass through me.
    Holy shit. I never experienced such a powerful release. That’s all I could think about as I shu ddered back down to the present, back to him.
    “Easy, Blondie.”
    I blinked a few times as Rico came into focus.
    A smirk curled his lips. “This was good, but tomorrow’s gonna be better.” His tone held promise.
    The fog began to clear, allowing me to process his words, to process that the tongs were no longer pinching my pulsing nipples. I frowned. “You said if you didn’t get off you’d be twice the pendejo tomorrow.”
    “I know.” His smirk grew. Damned cocky tease.
    I propped myself up on my elbows. I studied him with interest. “What gives?”
    “Your ass. I want it hot and red from my hand before I take you.”
    “And that’s worth a night of blue balls?” I quirked a brow.
    He moved my clothes beside me and helped me down. He ensured I was steady on my feet before he moved to grip my ass. “Yeah, it is.” He stole the last of my breath with a hard kiss. Damn if I didn’t find myself giddy with anticipation as he hauled me against him once again, pushing his stiff cock into the swell of my stomach.
    He broke away and helped me dress. “Let’s go, Blondie. Tomorrow can’t come fast enough.”
    “I don’t do spankings.” My argument sounded weak, even to me. I didn’t do nipple clamps before tonight. I also didn’t give men I just met full access.
    “You do now.” His lips mashed together determinedly. His commanding glare melted my will power.
    Heat stroked me all over again. “No. I do tomorrow.”
    “Keep