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any kind of more must have been appealing to him.
    “Well, if you’re still intending to ram that thing there up my ass, you better move on,” he groaned, his fingers flexing on his legs as if he was hard-pressed not to do something more active himself.
    “And there I was having such a good time, taking it slow.”
    He glared at me for a moment before his eyes became just a little unfocused as I started easing a third finger along with the other two.
    “Has anyone ever told you that you’re a terrible tease?” he pressed out, then relaxed as the digit slid past the inner ring of his sphincter.
    “A few?” I replied, loving how my vagueness brought me another hard look from him.
    I could have easily taken the edge off for him now—just stroking him along with my fingers fucking him had him close to the edge, a few harder twists or a little more licking, and he would be a goner—but I loved that hint of desperation now tinting the lusty haze too much to give him that so easily. Besides, that first orgasm would be sweeter still if it came after just a little more holding out.
    To assure that I didn’t misjudge just how ready to shoot his load he was— it never happened, but who knew? —I switched my hand from his dick to massaging his balls instead. They were still as deliciously heavy in my hand as before, just the right weight and size to roll in my hand. I must have squeezed a little too hard though, because he gave a grunt that didn’t seem pleased, and the haze lightened a little.
    “You’re not really into pain, eh?” I observed, planting a couple of kisses on his balls instead, making up for the abuse.
    “I don’t mind a little biting and scratching, but I prefer both far, far away from my balls, thank you very much,” he offered, then laughed at my consternated look. “Unless that gets you off, of course. Mistress.”
    “Not particularly,” I admitted, switching back to his cock. “Making you suffer in a different way, though—”
    “Just what I thought,” he agreed and let his head lie back, giving himself more fully to the moment. Part of me felt a little annoyed, but then the fact that he was clearly having a great time with me certainly made up for that.
    I likely could have gone on like that for a long time, but my fingers started to get tired. Besides, he’d opened up sufficiently by now, and I didn’t want to deprive him any longer of what I knew was the kind of mind-blowing experience that he wouldn’t soon forget. So after my last few twisting motions, I withdrew my hand, ready for the next stage.
    Garrett rolled his head to the side so he could look at me, and when he saw that I was reaching for the strap-on, he let go of his legs, without a doubt to ease the strain of his thigh muscles. He watched me as I buckled the leather harness around my ass and hips, the dildo already attached.
    “Does that give you any stimulation? Physically, I mean?” he asked, curious.
    “Some dildos come with a textured end. I even have one that’s a double-sided affair, which would definitely do a thing, or ten , for me. But for you, I prefer a setup where I have absolute control over my motion, rather than something that will get me off in under a minute,” I explained. Then I smiled, showing maybe a few too many teeth. “Besides, once I’m done with you here, I do expect you to perform on that sector still, so you better hold back.”
    “I doubt you’d be satisfied with anything except complete abandon,” he murmured.
    “Probably. Ready?”
    He glanced down to where the latex cock was thrusting out from my crotch, and he looked just a little squeamish.
    “And you’re sure that beast won’t just rip me in two?”
    I shrugged as if it was all the same to me, but then scooted closer until the dildo was splayed across his lower abdomen, not exactly dwarfed by his cock, but set into proportion. Leaning over him, I caught his lips in a hot, deep kiss, twining my tongue around his.  
    “If