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    Teasing her the way she’d tormented him, he skimmed one finger over the slender string that bisected her hip then trailed in further, sending it between the shadowy crease of her ass.
    Lola sucked in a breath.
    “Spread your legs. Just a little bit. Good girl.” Sam moved his fingers lower, dipping them beneath the tiny scrap of shiny fabric that comprised her thong. “You’re wet. But not wet enough.” Sending two fingers deep into her pussy, he felt Lola stiffen.
    Vaginal walls squeezed tight against his probing fingers. Hell, she was tight. Wet and tight.
    “Thought you could play games with me, honey?” Sam didn’t expect an answer but he damn sure wanted her squirming and ready for him. He withdrew his fingers abruptly and smacked one pale ass cheek with the palm of his hand.
    “Sam!”
    He spanked her again, harder this time and finally, Lola started to writhe. Over and over he smacked her gorgeous ass until it was warm and pink, the color mingling with the sparkles she’d powdered all over her body. Lola was breathing hard and wanting to test her, he dipped his fingers back into her cunt. “You’re drenched, darlin’. God, I love the feel of your cream on my fingers.” Pumping into her repeatedly, he felt her giving flesh go hotter than a flame, and he didn’t stop until his hands were wet and glistening.
    “Stand up now, darlin’.”
    Lola got to her feet and looked at him, none too steady on her feet. Sam reached for her, filling his hands with her warm ass and drew her close until she stood between the spread of his thighs. With an economy of motion, he snagged her thong and drew it down her legs. “Step out.”
    Lola complied and Sam looked his fill at her pussy. It was shiny and plump from his attentions and her clit peeking out at him was rosy red. Angling his head, he dragged his tongue over the morsel, flicked it, sucked it. Lola responded instantly by sinking her fingers into his hair and widening her stance.
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    “Sam!”
    “You’re one delicious woman,” he whispered in a voice gone rough. “Gonna eat you out, Lola.”
    “Yes.”
    Sam slid his tongue over her slit gathering her cream on it. The scent of her perfume and the silky powder she’d applied to her body curled through his head, instilling a powerful hunger deep in his belly. Growling against the tender flesh, he stiffened his tongue to prod her opening then drew up again to suck her clit. Lola quivered beneath his hands, her kittenish whimpers burning him like fire. Finally, she cried out as orgasm carried her over the edge. Sam gentled his grip on her ass changing the touch to a soft stroking. Lola slumped over him and he held her like that for a moment.
    When she finally managed to stand, he joined her. Sick of dicking around, he picked her up and carried her to his bed.
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Chapter Seven
    Lola was still gasping for breath when Sam managed to draw down the covers and place her in the center of his big bed. She probably looked goofy as hell lying there wearing her stage makeup, glitter and feathers but at this point, she didn’t really care.
    She just wanted more of what Sam had to offer. He loomed near the side of the bed, dark and gloriously hard. Lust marked the planes and angles of his face as his hungry gaze swept her body. Maybe for the first time in her life, she was totally speechless with desire.
    “Don’t move an inch,” he said.
    Lola watched him walk into his closet and return with several pairs of handcuffs and some ties. Her eyes went wide. Sam gave her a slightly evil grin that had frantic fingers of expectation zipping over her body. “Um, Sam…”
    “Hush. You’ve played with me enough tonight. It’s my turn.” The handcuffs were real, not the pink fuzzy kind that she had in her black velvet “bag o’ tricks”. Sam dropped them with a clatter onto the end table. He wasted no time in binding her hands together over her head, snapping on a cuff