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flesh.
    Then he smacked her bottom.
    “Now for that beer.”
    She scurried into the kitchen and retrieved a beer from the fridge. What had he meant when he’d suggested they might take the role-playing further … doing something that would require a safe word? She’d never tried domination and submission role-playing before she’d met Zeke, but she understood the concept of a safe word. Wasn’t that usually used when the woman … or rather, whichever partner played the submissive role … would want to struggle? When she was being overpowered and might want to tell him to stop in the context of the roles?
    Might Zeke want to overpower her? The very thought sent a vibrant yearning pulsing through her. What if he forced her down on the bed and held her hands over her head, then climbed on top of her and…?
    Oh, she could just imagine his big, hard cock sliding into her as she struggled against him. Powerless to stop him. He could do anything he wanted to her.
    What if he tied her up? Held her head still while he slid his cock into her mouth?
    She began to tremble at the intensely erotic images flashing through her brain.
    She opened the beer, then pressed the cold bottle against her chest, to cool herself down. As she walked back into the living room, she continued holding it against her body, but as she walked toward the couch, Zeke watching the bottle against her skin, she dragged it over her breast, then pressed it against her right nipple, which puckered into a tight bud. She stood in front of Zeke and poured a little beer over her left breast.
    She grinned. “Oops.”
    She handed him the beer, but he shoved it onto the side table and grabbed her waist, then drew her toward him. She gasped at the feel of his mouth surrounding her cold wet nipple, then his tongue swirling over it. Round and round.
    “Beer-flavored nipples. Wonderful.”
    He grinned at her and she smiled back, but she wanted more. Thoughts of him throwing her to the ground and ravaging her sent her temperature rising.
    She stroked her hands over her breasts, then down her stomach and between her legs. Him sitting there fully clothed while she stood before him totally naked turned her on immensely.
    She crouched in front of him and reached for his belt and released the buckle, then unzipped his jeans. In a second, she drew out his raging erection and tugged. She eased herself back, allowing his cock to slip from her fingers, and stretched out on the floor.
    She opened her legs and dragged her finger along her slick opening.
    “Zeke, I want you to fuck me.”
    He grinned and reached for the hem of his T-shirt.
    “No, leave it on. Just fuck me. Right now.”
    He prowled over her and kissed her neck, then downward to her breast. He sucked hard as he pressed his cockhead to her opening.
    “Oh, yes. Push that magnificent cock of yours into me right now.”
    He followed her command and drove into her, pinning her tight to the floor.
    She gasped, then wrapped her legs around him. He drew back and drove into her again. She moaned, so close she could barely hold herself together.
    “Fuck me. Faster.”
    He thrust into her. One stroke. Two. She wailed as an explosive orgasm catapulted her to ecstasy. She clung to him as he hammered into her. Deep. Hard. Her wail turned to a moan as ecstasy blossomed into blissful surrender. He groaned and she felt his liquid heat inside her, then her body turned to mush.
    A soft giggle slipped from her lips as he lifted her in his arms and carried her to bed.
    *   *   *
     
    Ty grabbed his mail from the box then headed toward the elevator. He stepped inside and, as the doors closed, saw Marie racing toward him.
    “Ty, wait.”
    He pressed the Open button and she rushed inside, panting.
    “Thanks.” She sucked in a deep breath as the door closed. “I’ve got a date tonight and I’m running late.”
    The elevator moved upward, the floor numbers increasing on the LED display above the panel of