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had traveled. It wasn’t such a big mystery, she thought. If
he wasn’t going to fuck her with his cock just yet…
    He left her for a brief moment as he went to the round end
table and pulled the drawer open. Her goody drawer, containing a dildo,
lubricant and condoms. His gaze flashed to her. “Seriously? In the living
room?”
    “Hey, I live alone,” she reminded her. “I can fuck myself
wherever I want.”
    He chuckled. “You and I really need to spend more time
together.”
    “So this is the last time I’ll need that thing?” she asked
as he took the dildo from the drawer.
    “I plan on tossing it in the trash when I’m done.”
    He got his grin, she was sure.

Chapter Three
     
    He squirted a bit of the lubricant onto the head of the
rigid, crystal cock and then returned to the sofa, a lascivious look in his
beautiful eyes. Yvette’s stomach fluttered, and that prickly sensation along
her clit made her clamp down on her bottom lip. She’d never taken Finn for the
shy type. Had suspected he’d be adventurous and uninhibited in bed. He was
proving that in spades.
    As he ran the tip of the toy along her lips—the swollen
flesh so slick from her arousal the lubricant wasn’t even necessary—she watched
him over her shoulder. His gaze was on her ass as he teased her lips, then her
clit. He nudged the opening of her pussy, pushing the head in a half-inch or so
and twisting it, turning it to the right, then to the left.
    She knew what he was doing. Working her into a frenzy until
she begged for it. Begged him to fuck her with her own sex toy.
    Two could play the game. She lifted her hips and ass
farther, coming up on her knees. She spread her legs as wide as possible, which
was actually quite a bit, given the depth of the gigantic sofa. The satin
material against her skin felt cool and sensual. The air from the fan blew on
her damp flesh. When she propped herself up on her forearms, the rush of air
against her breasts and nipples excited her even more.
    Finn continued to use the head of the dildo to rub her outer
folds, then press just a hair into her pussy, then stroke her lips again.
    Balancing herself on one arm, she reached behind her and grabbed
a bare cheek, pulling on it to spread herself wider for him.
    “You know you want to fuck me with that.”
    His gaze lifted from her ass to her face. He grinned.
    Clearly he wanted her to beg.
    “So do it,” she said. “Make me come.”
    He pushed the tip of the dildo an inch inside her body,
twisted it again then pulled it out. “I have every intention of making you
come.”
    The way he was toying with her made her hotter. He pushed
in, twisted and pulled out one more time, the teasing becoming erotic torture.
    “For God’s sake, Finn.” She caved. The way he devoured her
with his eyes, the way he teased her with the fake cock. The way he promised
sexual bliss without saying a word was enough to make her give him exactly what
he wanted. So he’d give her exactly what she wanted. “Stop playing
around and fuck me already. You know I want it, Finn. Give it to me. Fuck me
hard and make me come. Please!”
    He groaned. “That’s exactly what I want to do.”
    The flash of heat and lust in his eyes told her he was
talking about fucking her with his cock, not the fake one. But he didn’t
remove his briefs. Didn’t put away the dildo. Instead, he eased it farther into
her wet cunt, then pulled it out, then eased it back in. A slow, steady rhythm
that made her breathing pick up.
    “Oh yes,” she said, needing to have her pussy filled. “Fuck
me, Finn.”
    The crystal cock stroked her inner walls, going deeper each
time he slid it almost out before pushing it back in. The pace was a sensual
one, heightening her arousal, making her even wetter.
    But also making her want more.
    “Faster, Finn.”
    He shook his head. Continued the slow, steady rhythm he’d
set. Each time the dildo slid out, then plunged back in, her body jerked. Her
stomach quivered. Her