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chair. I slipped into it, one heel on the footstool, the other on the tile floor. I let my leg sway and watched Ricky's eyes go to the shifting hem of my dress. It was time to move this along.
    “I like you on your knees,” I said.
    Sometimes I used different phrases, but they all ended up with him on his knees. He chased every and any woman, but he always came back to me. And this was always part of his penance. Not that he didn't enjoy it as much as I did. For all of his faults, he wasn't a selfish lover.
    I let my knee fall to the side and tugged my dress further up my thighs. His eyes darkened as he watched me expose inches of skin. He took a long sip of champagne and kissed the inside of my open thigh with the bubbles still on his lips. He held up the bowl of strawberries with one hand as he stroked my leg from my ankle to the ticklish spot behind my knee. I took a strawberry and looked down at Ricky, raising an eyebrow.
    “I only do this for you,” he said, bending to lick where his kisses left traces of champagne.
    I didn't know if that was true, but it was what he always told me, and I'd never heard otherwise. So, I chose to believe it. He fucked other women, but he never went down on them. Until someone proved me wrong, I would pretend that this was something he only did for me.
    His eyes burned brighter as I ate my strawberry and enjoyed the view. He nipped my knee as his hands continued to caress my skin. I pulled up my leg and put one sharp heel into his shoulder. He sucked in a breath, but didn't move away. Instead, he leaned forward, pressing a kiss against my knee. He kept himself there, teeth and lips worrying at my skin until I wasn't sure who would bruise first, him or me. Only when he finally eased back a bit did I hook my leg over his shoulder and draw him closer without the heel.
    His hands went to the tie of my dress, his fingers making short work of it and then he pushed it open. It fell to either side, and he groaned when he saw that I was bare underneath. I'd known what would happen when I came to see him today, so I'd decided to forgo the undergarments to move things along more easily. His hands slid up my thighs and across my ribs until he covered my breasts with his hands, his palms rubbing against my nipples until they hardened. And then his mouth was there. I arched against his hands as his tongue touched that throbbing point between my legs.
    He took another long sip of champagne and let the bubbles fizz against my slick, wet center. He licked me open with long, slow circles until I was moaning and pulsing with pleasure. Then he pushed my other leg over the arm of the chair and plunged his tongue deep inside me. Two long fingers followed, twisting and crooking as he thrust them into me, his tongue flicking across my clit more and more rapidly until I exploded.
    The chair rocked back beneath me, then fell forward again. After a minute, I came down enough to move and I leaned forward. He grinned as I pushed against his chest. He let himself fall back as I went to my knees above him. He fumbled with his zipper, pushing his pants and underwear just far enough over his hips to free his already-hard cock.
    He reached up and grabbed my hips, but I slapped his hand.
    “Condom.”
    No way was I stupid enough to let him go bareback, no matter how many times he swore he always wore protection with his flings. The closest he got was oral without a condom, and only after he'd tested clean.
    He frowned at me, but didn't argue. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a packet. I took it from him and tore it open. I knew he liked it when I put them on him, but that was only a side benefit. I didn't like to admit the real reason, even to myself, but I simply didn't trust him.
    I pushed the thought away as I rolled the condom over his swollen erection. Only then did I lower myself onto him. He groaned as I dropped down. He'd worked me open enough that he went in easily, our bodies fitting together the way