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mine.”
    The thumb left her mouth only to be replaced by his lips. His tongue stabbed inward to claim possession by sweeping through her mouth. She moaned, suddenly wondering if his cock would fill her with the same surety and totality. A hand covered her breast and kneaded. The sudden physical movement took her by surprise and wrung a moan from her. As she’d imagined, his hand was warm, the skin rougher and her breast ached for more. His body shifted and then his heavy weight partially covered hers. He was already nude! The sound she’d heard before he got on the bed must have been a robe he’d shrugged off. The crisp hairs of his thigh rasped against her bare legs. He was already aroused, if the erection throbbing against her hip was any indication.
    “This first time especially, you will be like a slave,” came the gravelly voice. “And as you are a new slave, I must inspect you. I also think I may play with you a bit.”
    Before she could think, the gag was pushed back into her mouth and his hand moved over her. Fingers spread, his large palm brushed over her ribs and abdomen. Her breath caught in her throat as he reached her bare pussy. For a long moment, he didn’t move. There was a firm, gentle pressure as his hand covered her. The heel of his hand rubbed her clit as the palm did her damp folds. And his fingers spread out, brushing against her inner thighs, touching nerves she didn’t know she had. The heat added to hers. She moaned as her hips twitched. After the phone conversation, she knew she was more than ready for him. Surely he could tell how wet she was!
    One large finger slid between her soft folds and circled the entrance of her pussy. His thumb teased her clit. The finger slipped inside and hooked up. In a pinching motion, he found her G-spot and rubbed. With a moan, she twitched her hips, wanting more. His mouth captured a breast. The tugging and heat of his mouth on her nipple had her whimpering in need. Behind the blindfold, she closed her eyes, focusing on the heat spreading through her body. He’d barely touched her, but he’d known just where to touch her. Or was it that he wanted her to feel pleasure? Francine didn’t know or care. She just knew that she was being touched by a man focused on her needs.
    “Perfect,” he murmured, laving the other nipple with attention. “Just absolutely, fucking perfect.”
    Her pussy clenched around his finger and more moisture flooded her core. She moaned as more heat spread with a steady pressure against her nerves. Now, this was foreplay! Kevin had never done this to her!
    Francine’s brain disengaged. All she wanted was his touch. More. Deeper. Harder. As if knowing what she needed, he did just that, using three fingers to fill her pussy. Moaning as he fingerfucked her, she turned her hips toward him, wanting more. A low chuckle rumbled in the chest against her. His hand left her pussy to press her hip back against the bed before his hands left her completely.
    “So eager are you?”
    She nodded vigorously. Anxious to show him, she tilted her pelvis up. There was a low rip. Some rational part of her mind realized he was putting a condom on, but all her body wanted was the hard thick cock she’d felt against her stomach inside her. Feeling his body weight shift over her, she caught her breath as he settled between her thighs. His hands shifted into position just under her shoulders. The latex covered tip of his cock pushed against her swollen lips and went no further for several heartbeats. Unable to stand anymore, she lifted her hips and managed to get him a little farther inside. He growled and thrust fully into her. He filled her, stretched her, and covered her. He was large in every way, powerful, strong and taking her body. Her mind reeled at the possession inside and out.
    Her cry was muffled by the gag. With her limbs stretched and his heavy torso pinning hers, she could only accept his lust. She reveled in him wanting her like this. The