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the bottom hem of the short, black miniskirt which had somehow risen to the tops of her thighs. “Do you want me to find out for myself?”
    He was giving her a choice and Chloe knew she ought to say no or at least shake her head. But somehow she just couldn’t.
    Mark leaned closer, his breath warm in her ear. “If you want me to touch you, spread your legs for me.”
    With a soft little moan, Chloe did as he said. Her legs were already spread wide by the position of her ankles at the bottom of the cross, but now she spread her thighs even wider, welcoming him in.
    “That’s right, spread wide for me, sweetheart.”
    She felt his hands raising the hem of her skirt past the tops of her thighs, leaving her with nothing but the brief, black leather thong between them. Then Mark was pulling the thong aside, baring her sex to the cool air and his hot gaze. Chloe gasped as he cupped her mound in his hand, pressing upwards to increase the contact and grind his palm against the sensitive bundle of nerves at her center.
    Then he was spreading the lips of her pussy, rubbing blunt fingertips lightly over her throbbing clit, testing her heat and moisture as he explored her wet cunt.
    “God…!” The sound was torn from Chloe’s throat as he touched her. Her knees buckled and she might have fallen if it wasn’t for the cross’s restraints.
    “Do you like that, sweetheart? Do you like it when I pet your sweet, wet pussy?” Mark’s voice was low and hot. His gaze burned into her as two long, strong fingers entered her and began to fuck into her wet depths.
    Chloe threw back her head and moaned. The sensation was so intense . It was almost too much and yet she knew she didn’t want him to stop.
    “Beautiful.” Mark was watching her hungrily as she gasped and moaned and writhed on his fingers. “So beautiful when I touch you like this. I wonder if you taste as good as you look?”
    His words barely registered with Chloe. In fact, they didn’t really penetrate her brain at all until he was on his knees in front of her, raising her skirt even higher and pressing his face between her thighs.
    “Wait a minute!” she gasped, trying to draw back. For the first time she would have stopped him if she could. This was something else outside her limited realm of experience. It came to her again that she barely knew this man, this Mark, whoever he was. Why did he want to do this?
    He must have felt the tension in her thighs and heard the reluctance in her voice. Looking up, Mark met her eyes with his blazing, piercing gaze. “Trust me,” he breathed softly. “You know I won’t hurt you. Just spread your legs for me and let me taste you, sweetheart.”
    “But…but I don’t…”
    His breath on her cleft and his warm fingers on her thighs were melting her protests. Feeling like she was drowning and burning at the same time, Chloe allowed herself to relax and let him in.
    “So beautiful,” she heard him murmur again from his position on his knees before her. “So hot and sweet.” And then he was spreading her lips again and pressing a long, hot kiss to her open cunt, tasting her as she had never been tasted before.
    “Oh God!” Chloe’s hips bucked in reaction to the kiss and the hot, wet suction he applied directly to her swollen clit. He was pressing his face between her thighs, urging her to open even further for him, tonguing her sensitive folds, kissing her sex the way he had kissed her mouth moments earlier. Then she felt his tongue inside her, pressing deep as his fingers had moments before. He had his arms locked around her thighs, surging forward as he ate her, tongue-fucking her pussy as though he would never be able to get enough of her sweet, salty taste.
    Chloe heard soft, breathless moans coming from somewhere and realized she was making them herself and she couldn’t stop. She had never felt anything like this. The sensation of being spread and feasted on was utterly new and utterly addicting.
    He pulled back