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slowly peeled her top up to reveal her gorgeous tits. Her breath hitched when he greeted the heavy mounds with reverent kisses. Her already hard little nipples firmed even more, and he took one between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed hard, whilst suckling the other one into his mouth.
    Beth’s keening response was music to his ears, and he sucked harder before releasing her nipple with a nip of his teeth. Shiny and wet from his mouth, it stood to attention, much darker than the rosy hue of its surrounding areola. He gave the other nipple the same attention and then pushed her breasts together to alternate between them until she writhed underneath him, whimpering his name.
    “One day soon I’ll fuck these tits, but for now…” he scooted lower, kissing a path down her sweat-slicked skin. Elliot savored the taste of her, the sweet musk of her arousal guiding him down to her moist folds. He licked her slit in one long, slow exploration of her, and used his fingers to part her labia. Like the delicate petals of a flower she opened to him, and he couldn’t suppress his groan of delight when her cream flowed freely onto his waiting tongue. He curled two fingers up and inside her tight channel, exerting pressure on the spongy side of her walls. Her cunt clamped around his digits, and Beth’s now incoherent moans told him how close she was. He massaged her sweet spot whilst murmuring encouragements into her swollen folds. Her clit swelled and extended in front of his eyes, and he nibbled the sensitive bud. Her thighs clamped around his head, holding him in place, and she ground her pussy against his face. He stepped up his assault on her tender flesh, his fingers fucking her in earnest, until she tensed and screamed.
    Beth’s release shook her body, and Elliot lapped up the elixir her body gushed like a man dying of thirst.
    “That’s my Beth. Come for me,” he growled. “Again, and again, and again.”

Chapter Five
     
    With her arms pinned above her head, and Elliot mercilessly pushing her into another set of multiple orgasms, Beth was a mass of oversensitive nerve endings. The coolness of her kitchen counter was a welcome contrast to the heat consuming her body. She bunched her hands into fists, desperate to touch and reciprocate, but with her hands tied above her head she couldn’t reach him. He noticed the minute she started to bring her bound wrists down, and the open-handed swat to her inner thigh stung like crazy.
    “Ouch!” She glared at him and he raised an eyebrow, looking every inch like one of the forbidding Doms she liked to read about. Of course, he would know that. Fantasy fulfillment was his game. Heat rose in her cheeks, and she bit her lip as he studied her. Elliot raised his fingers, slick with her essence to his lips, and licked them clean.
    “Did I give you permission to lower your arms, my sweet?” His voice had dropped further, and even though the words were barely above a whisper, there was no mistaking the dangerous edge to them. Every pore in her body tingled, and adrenaline rushed her system, coiling her muscles ready for what was to come.
    “N–No,” she said.
    Her very own Man-Droid Dom crossed his arms and tapped his foot, and she hastily corrected herself.
    “No, Sir.”
    Elliot’s smile didn’t reach his eyes, and her throat went dry when he pulled her up to a sitting position by her still-bound hands. With one swift move and an embarrassing loud squelch when her slick pussy slid off the counter, the world tilted. The breath whooshed out of her lungs and before she could even gasp, Beth was laid flat over his jeans-clad legs. The rough denim chafed against her sensitive skin, and his rock-hard erection dug into her belly, reminding her that he had yet to gain relief himself. Did Man-Droids need relief, or was this just another programmed function to make him appear more human?
    His callused fingers caressed her exposed ass, and all rational thought fled her befuddled brain