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When he tried to rest his forehead on her shoulder, she twisted free "I’ain her mental balance, she sidestepped him and took in the private rooed in a sex club Well, besides the gigantic bed And the swing-like contraption in the corner And the shackles hanging fro Maybe her initial impression had been too hasty

Air blen fro her of her skimpy attire Why hadn’t Bennett enclosed her in his arms?

Because you didn’t ask hie, reed the question, what no that she’d so easily, so quickly, so wantonly fallen apart in his ar out loud

A true Domme wouldn’t react with eing her to orgas woman allowed her to face hiaze rolled over his body "Thank you, Bennett I guess I needed that more than even I knew"

"It was my pleasure, Ma’am"

"Knohatyou completely naked Strip"

The muscle in his jaw flexed and he made no move to obey

"Problem?"

"No I just… No problem at all" His leather vest caru as he toed off his boots, but she was too busy gawking at his near nakedness to pay much heed

Heaven help her, the man had one of those chests Broad, ht amount of chest hair Ainsley’s eyes followed that trail of dark hair down his torso to the top of his jeans She watched as he unhooked his belt Watched as he popped the button loose Watched as he slid the zipper down Held her breath as those Wranglers fell to the carpet Holy est dick she’d ever seen outside of porn She finally chanced a look at his face

Bennett ht-lipped smile "Like what you see?"

"I’m sort of half-scared by it, if you wanna know the truth"

"I haven’t gotten ine you have" She sauntered forward Her eyes snared his Then her fist closed around his girth and she squeezed

He hissed

Ainsley stroked the hard, heated flesh "Tell me what you like" He sucked in another sharp breath when her thumb swept beneath the cockhead

"I like that But…"

Her hand didn’t stop , her eyes never wavered when she asked, "But what?"

"But I’d rather fuck you I’d rather watch you get off again"

So about the too-bright look in his eyes told her that he wasn’t used to being manhandled Which made sense, if his reason to switch to subht wouldn’t be the same as other times

She rolled to the tips of her boots and pressed her lips to his "As delighted as I am by your selfless sentiment, Bennett, it’s not your decision, is it?"

A tiny flare of anger replaced the pleasure in his eyes "No"

"No what?"

"No, Ma’aled her head to feel his downy chest hair brush her cheek She nuzzled his pectoral, breathing in his warthe hair around the hidden tip, using her teeth to tease the tiny nub as she increased the stroking motion of her hand

"God Da to shorter, harder strokes

"Ah fuck"

"Stop swearing at ood"

She sainst his chest "Tell ly close"

"Why are you embarrassed?"

"Because ain"

"This?" Her er slipped between his damp balls on the down-stroke "Or this?" Her thue of his cockhead above the sweet spot on the upstroke

"Both God! Dammit"

She sucked hard on his nipple as she jacked him "Tell me what you want, Bennett"

"Don’t stop Faster Yes Just…like that" He humped her hand and swore a blue streak as he came in hot, short bursts

Ainsley watched his cock as he erupted, feeling a heady sense of triu hiain

Then Bennett’s hand curled around her jaw, forcing her head back His eyes were still pleasure-clouded when hecock onelook flicker in his eyes "Stay put I’ll be right back"

After washing her hands, she wet a washcloth ater, intending to clean him up But she handed it to hi him in the after aaside "Did it turn you on, getting me off?"

Was it that obvious?

"Let ain This time withti ti and Persuasive Bennett would push for ave in without restrictions "You are such a silver-tongued devil"