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else, but it’s nice to know there are a few things that will never change.” She lifted her knee closest to the couch. Her dress rode up toward her waist. She spread her legs and revealed her naked pussy. She hadn’t been wearing any underwear!
    I reached for my dick and squeezed it. I wasn’t in any danger of embarrassing myself; the impulse was simply too much to ignore. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. I stroked myself once, twice, and stilled my hand.
    “You’re fucking beautiful.”
    She blushed.
    “Thank you. So are you.”
    I wasn’t sure how I felt about being called beautiful, but I took the compliment. I had much more interesting things on my mind.
    “What now? I have to be honest; I’m not sure I can sit here and watch you play with yourself. I don’t have the self-control.”
    “Would you force me?” she whispered. Her fingers parted her pussy, revealing how pink and wet she was.
    “Fuck! No. But I’d be really childish about it.” I stuck out my bottom lip and she laughed.
    “Oh my god,” she said through a smile. “You’re making this really difficult. Don’t ruin my fantasy.”
    I composed my face.
    “I’m sorry. Go on. Far be it from me to deny you another fantasy. I was so fond of the last one.” I watched her mouth and remembered the way her lips slid over my cock. “Maybe we could relive that one too?”
    “Maybe,” she teased. “If I come over there, will you put your arms on the couch and keep them there?”
    I swallowed.
    “I’ll try.” I raised my arms to the back of the sofa and gripped it. I’m hard again just remembering how sexily she crawled across the sofa toward me. Livvie is a predator in her own right.
    My eyes drifted shut at the first touch of her hand against my chest. I knew she could feel how hard my heart was beating. I might have been more nervous than she was. Her dress was soft as it caressed my aching cock.
    “Your dress is going to get ruined. Take it off,” I whispered as enticingly as I was able.
    “Shh,” she whispered against my ear. The smell of her skin infiltrated my senses. I held tighter to the sofa. “I want it just like this.” Her thighs straddled mine and her wet pussy made contact with my dick. I thrust upward. I couldn’t help it.
    “Goddamn it, Kitten! Just let me fuck you already.” I was ready to abandon all chivalry and self-control. I was ready to rip her damn clothes off and bury myself so deep she’d forget we were ever separate people. The only thing that stopped me was the sudden pain of Livvie pulling on the tie holding my hair back. Once free, she buried her hands in my hair. She pulled my head back and the pain refocused my attention. Her eyes were nearly black, her pupils wide with desire. She was enjoying herself. I didn’t want to stop her.
    She placed soft kisses against my mouth as she spoke.
    “Please, Caleb. Let me. You’re still in control.” Her hips moved against me. Her pussy was hot against my cock. “You’re bigger, stronger. I know that. It turns me on that you’d let me do this to you. You’d never let me before.”
    I held tight to that damn sofa because I suddenly knew why it was so important for her to have the upper hand between us. This encounter was not about earning her surrender—it was about surrendering myself. She was testing me and I refused to fail.
    “Okay, Livvie.” I panted against her mouth. “We’ll do it your way.” Her tongue invaded my mouth and we kissed.
    “You can call me Kitten if you want to. I miss it,” she crooned. She didn’t give me a chance to respond before her tongue was in my mouth again. There was no protest when I rocked against her.
    Finally, she seemed to have enough of her own teasing. She leaned back quickly and reached behind her neck to undo the buttons. Accomplished quickly, her ample breasts, complete with pebbled nipples came into view. I licked my lips as I stared at them.
    “Give me,” I insisted.
    With her hands on my