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the back of his crown. He let out a savage growl, confirming how much that pleased him. However, she didn’t linger there, having something else in mind.
    With her cheek, she eased his rod aside and ran her tongue over his hair-roughened balls.
    David sputtered something unintelligible and clamped his hands on either side of her head, clearly wanting her to keep at the task.
    Yes, sir.
    Bree dragged her tongue over his boys, loving how plump and tight they were, verifying his passion. She licked both of them, loving the faint salty taste, then eased his right ball into her mouth.
    A string of oaths burst from David, the coarse words sounding like a prayer of thanks. Wanting more, Bree suckled his nut gently as she also ran her fingers down the furrow between his cheeks, stopping at his anus.
    He gasped and squirmed but didn’t pull away, giving her license to do what she willed. Delicately, she explored his tight opening, stroking and teasing it, driving him freaking wild.
    Rough male sounds rushed from him, mingling with his tattered breaths.
    Finished with his right ball, Bree drew his left into her mouth. His bawdy growl was the sweetest sound she’d ever heard, the way he gripped her head saying he adored this.
    Bree gave him her all, loving his scent, requiring his heat as much as she did her next breath. Noises poured from her that she didn’t recognize, some feminine, many feral. Opting for naughty over nice, she released his ball and took his cock into her mouth.
    He bellowed, “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
    She was going to do her bloody best. Bree opened her throat to take all of him in. It was an effort, but also a labor of love and lust. At last, the tip of her nose touched his hairy groin. She sighed.
    David huffed out his breath. “No—enough. I want to come inside you.”
    He sounded so frantic; Bree eased him from her mouth but didn’t quite release him, his crown still between her lips. Unable to resist, she tongued the back of it, his G-spot.
    David pushed to his toes again and hollered, “Bloody fuck! I want in you! Now. ”
    Whoa, she’d really turned him on. Proud of herself, Bree grinned so widely, his cock slipped out of her mouth.
    Head down and shoulders bunched, David heaved air for a moment, then shoved off his clothes and ditched his socks. Naked and unashamed, he looked at her as a Master would his sub, his expression saying playtime was over. “Now, you’re in for it.”
    She lifted her chin. “Oh yeah?”
    “Yeah.”
    He pulled Bree to her feet easily, his passion and strength barely contained. After turning her around, David bent her over the table, ass in the air.
    Gawd. Her breath spilled out on a yearning sigh as he lifted her dress and draped it across her waist to expose her ass.
    Given David’s sharp intake of breath, he liked her black lacy thong. “Bad, bad girl.”
    He had no idea, though Bree was willing to show him how down and dirty she could get, her arousal fueled by months of lust-filled fantasies. She smiled as he stroked the dainty edges of her thong, a scrap of lace and silk that barely covered her, but still seemed too restrictive for him.
    David dragged that baby down, baring her completely. A throaty noise escaped him as he fondled her ass and spread her cheeks.
    Bree was so turned on her cunt was practically dripping. David knew. He’d cupped her mound and stroked her slick folds. Dropping her head, she moaned in delight.
    “Wider,” he ordered, pushing her legs apart with his feet. “Higher.” With one hand on the small of her back, he used the other to lift her ass until she’d presented it to him.
    Never had Bree felt as vulnerable or as nude. Although her dress hid the front of her thighs, her naked nipples grazed the tablecloth and the mild breeze licked her damp cunt, telling her she was about to be used in the best way possible.
    David edged closer, his legs touching hers. Leaning down, he kissed her spine and dipped his hand to her mound.
    She started