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to give you pleasure?” His strong hands were cupping her ass, helping her find a gentle, rocking rhythm against his cock that had things low in her body tightening, already climbing toward release.
    “Yes.” She mumbled the words against his neck, inhaling the purely male scent of him. Even his smell made her hotter, wetter, and she knew it wouldn’t take much to send her spiraling over the edge.
    “So for the next ten minutes this pussy is mine?” “I wish we had more than ten minutes.”
    “Me too,” he said with a heated smile before his features grew serious once more. “I want to hear you say it, Edna. Tell me this is my pussy.”
    “It’s your pussy,” she whispered, the words almost enough to bring her the rest of the way. They would have been if he hadn’t picked that second to pull away from her clit and urge her back onto the couch.
    “Good. I want to see my pussy. Take your shorts off, but leave the corset.”
    Edna forced herself to obey without hesitation, despite the hint of nervousness that swept through her as soon as she was denied access to the drugging contact of his body. She trusted him, she did, despite the fact she’d been half convinced he was a psycho killer a few minutes ago. Whether it was crazy or not, trusting him wasn’t the problem. The problem was herself. Would she know how to please him? Would she be able to give up control, to let him direct the course of this encounter? The last thing she’d expected was to take a turn on the submissive side of the scene tonight, or any night, and she was suddenly feeling tremendously unprepared.
    Her fingers fumbled with the leather ties at the side of her shorts, and Edna watched her hands begin to shake.
    “Hurry, I’m ready to see what’s mine.” The way he said the words made her nipples harden to the point of pain and her plump, engorged clit practically scream for release.
    She shimmied her leather hot pants and black thong panties down her legs and flicked them off one six-inch heel before she could think twice about it. There was no point asking questions, wondering if she was ready for a man like Frank. There was no longer any choice to be made. Her body had decided for her. It would do anything this man asked as long as he would fulfill the promise shining in those blue eyes.
    Absolutely anything.
    “God, you’re beautiful,” he said as she sat back on her elbows and spread her legs wide, obediently showing him every last inch of her. Her pussy let forth another rush of heat as his eyes explored her, taking in every inch of her most intimate of places. Thank goodness, he didn’t seem to find her state of readiness repulsive in the least.
    “Frank, please…”
    “You were supposed to be quiet, Edna,” he said with a small smile as he spread her legs impossibly wider and then moved gentle hands to spread the petals of her sex
    open, exposing her completely. It became hard to breathe, hard to move, hard not to move, she wanted him to touch her so desperately.
    “I’m sorry,” she whispered as she watched him lower his face between her legs, bringing his mouth close enough that she could feel his hot breath on her mound, but no closer.
    “It’s okay. You can make it up to me,” he said, lifting his eyes to meet hers without moving his mouth.
    “Anything.”
    “I want you to watch me. Never take your eyes off me while I eat my pussy.” He followed the words with one long, smooth swipe of his tongue up her sex, from her weeping slit to the throbbing bundle of nerves at the top. Edna made an animal sound of arousal that sounded foreign to her own ears, but then quickly bit down on her lip, determined to show him that she wanted to please.
    “Good girl,” he said, satisfied with whatever he saw in her eyes. Or she supposed he was satisfied, because he rewarded her with another slow swipe of his tongue.
    Edna trembled and fought to maintain the terrible intimacy of eye contact as he started to circle her clit with