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looked at her. Knew she was totally at his mercy.
    “I’ve wanted you too. So badly,” she breathed harshly.
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    “So why didn’t you ever tell me, sweetness? Couldn’t you tell how badly I wanted to be with you?” He looked down and she followed his gaze to where he continued touching himself.
    Have mercy, but he just kept growing, didn’t he? A web of pulsing veins laced his red flushed shaft and his plum-shaped cock head was turning an angry, demanding shade of purple. His sac was so swollen she wouldn’t be surprised if he ached like crazy. Her pussy clenched on empty air as she willed him to enter her.
    “I know you want me to make love to you. To take you fast and ride you hard. To give you what we’ve both denied ourselves for so long. But first, a kiss.”
    He leaned over her, his free hand, large and calloused from his job as a maintenance man, splayed out on her lower abdomen like a fire brand, his head lowered and his warm mouth covered hers. His lips stroked hers, his tongue slid into her with one demanding push that had her whimpering at his forcefulness. She was helpless beneath an onslaught of emotions and sensations as his tongue stroked into her like a cock.
    The hand on her belly moved down to between her open thighs. She moaned into his mouth as a finger pressed between her lips and entered her wet pussy.
    “You’re a flood down here, sweetness,” he groaned, his voice low and husky.
    Roxie felt Evan’s finger withdraw and, using her sticky wetness, he circled her clit, slowly, torturously. Tension raged through her. He slipped his finger into her again, collecting more juices then massaging her sensitive clit, to and fro, until she ached for him. Her hips instinctively arched, exposing her pussy. She wanted him, needed him.
    She wanted to tighten her thighs, but the binds prevented it. She wanted to grab his cock and bring him into her, but she couldn’t. Frustration mingled with arousal and she moaned louder, the desperation pulsing through her now as her desires quickly reached toward the out-of-control boundary. The boundary she rarely crossed unless she knew someone. Trusted someone. Could she do it for Evan, a virtual stranger?
    “Come for me, sweetness,” he purred against her mouth as he broke the kiss. His breaths were hot against her face. Her body ached for him. Craved him. Her blood 7

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    rushed through her veins like white-hot lightning and her vagina gripped his finger as he came in for more lube.
    He put more pressure on her clit as he swept over it with quickening speed. Her breaths were ragged and irregular. She licked his lower lip as he kissed the edge of her mouth. So sweetly. She trembled against him. Loved the featherlight kisses. Enjoyed the thrust of his finger as he slid over her clit and pistoned into her vagina.
    “I’m getting really hard for you, Roxie. Really hard. But first I want you to come for me. Come for me.” His voice sounded tortured.
    Her heart thundered in her chest. Perspiration blossomed over her forehead. She fought the binds. Wanted to touch him. Wanted to control his cock. To bring him into her. But she was helpless.
    “Evan? Please? Cut me loose,” she whispered. Desperation slashed through her.
    She wanted him to untie her. She wanted to take control. She was so hot. Her body on fire now as two fingers plunged into her vagina. Then three.
    She could hear the suctioning sound as her wetness welcomed him in with every thrust. Could feel her body bucking, tightening. Tensing.
    And then she was exploding. Crying out as he withdrew his fingers and came over her. His thick, hard cock impaling her in one brutally beautiful thrust that had her gasping. His mouth covered hers again, his lips desperately sliding over hers and he was thrusting in and out and she accepted the blistering waves as he rode her hard. So damn hard. Yes! Oh God yes…

    “Roxie! Come on! The Medical Fetish bidding is going to start any