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throat. He jumped, wanting to arch deeper, to make love to that beautiful mouth, her lips so red around the base. But then she withdrew, sucking him hard the entire length, her tongue running up the underside. She released his cock with a growl and smiled. “Delicious.”
    He wanted to sob as she rolled the latex on, so glad to be close to having her pussy on his shaft. Maybe she’d let him come then. He wanted her to lean into him and hold him just a little, to feel her silky skin caress his chest. He never realized what his subs missed when he bound them. He was probably a bad Dom in that respect—but at this point, he didn’t care. He just missed feeling her skin against his, her intense heat, her hair against his cheek.
    She straddled his hips and positioned her pussy over his cock, the opening in her crotchless panties held aside with her long fingers. “I like the idea of being partially dressed for this. It feels very exciting, so naughty. Do you like what you see, too, Jake? My pussy is so wet, so eager. I bet I’ll come this time.”
    Yes, he wanted that. He wanted her to come properly so she’d set him free and let him make love to her the way she deserved.
    She grabbed the base of his cock and held him firmly in her grasp, rubbing the head in her wetness, along her slit. She must have thought him properly lubed because she pressed him to the entrance of her tight, soaking wet sheath. She went slowly, and he almost came watching his cock disappear, inch by inch, her treasures hidden behind that black gauze.
    Her hand gripped the base of his shaft tighter and warned, “No coming. You’ll pay if you come.”
    He wanted to pay, anything, if she’d just let him come. She gave an experimental rock of her hips, and Jake sighed behind his tape as her pussy muscles contracted, hugging his shaft.
    “So very nice, Jake. I love your cock. It’s so thick. I love a thick one. I don’t care as much about length, but you’re more than generous in both respects.”
    He arched his hips, trying to thrust into her harder, faster, and she laughed. “Always wanting to be the Dom, set the pace. You’re not allowed to do that today. You lay there and let me make love to you.”
    Make love. He loved those words from her mouth. He’d never been attacked like this, and he should feel dirty or used or something, but instead, he felt like perhaps he’d finally found a woman who was more than he could handle in bed. And it excited him to the point that he tossed his head back and tensed, heels digging in to the mattress, fists balled, fighting to keep from coming as she had commanded.
    “Good boy.” She stopped sliding on his cock and sat totally still. She slipped her other hand inside her panties and rubbed, strumming her clit at a furious pace. “I had better get to work if I want to match you, orgasm for orgasm.”
    The feeling passed for Jake, and his balls went from blue to frozen ice. They hurt bad. They’d probably shatter if she licked them with that hot tongue. With her head flung back, she slid up his cock again, sinking him deep, then rocking so hard her clit and fingers hit his pubic bone. He liked that and groaned through the tape.
    Jake watched her closely, noting her increased breathing, now labored, her face intent, concentrating, her shoulders tense. Her pussy milked him, the quivering intensifying. She was close, beautiful in her growing ecstasy.
    But then she froze, opened her eyes and looked at him as if her world had come apart, in a bad way. Her thighs trembled next to his, and she looked vulnerable, scared. So unlike Tia. So unlike the tough girl that had taken him down and bound him that he trembled a bit, too.
    “Red,” Tia whispered. He wondered if she even knew she had said her safeword. She was in control. She didn’t need it. But the fear in her voice put him on edge. He wanted his arms free, to hold her. To find out what was wrong, because the Tia he knew never, ever safeworded out of