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lawyer reputation to keep up around here. It is absolutely not necessary to make people believe I am pussy-whipped.”
She bit her lip, as if to consume her laughter. “We can make an arrangement. Anything else, Mister?”
“Oh, I am only getting started!”
She waited for me to finish my thoughts.
I couldn’t help but feel accomplished since, for the time, I had control.
“There is no way in hell you are going to get me to agree on the no purchasing of expensive gifts. Money is no object to me, and I will spend it as I wish.”
It took her a couple of minutes, but she nodded. “Fine. You may spend your money as you choose, but nothing over-the-top. In other words, strictly things that are essential.”
“Your wish is my command, master.”
Damn! What the hell is this woman morphing me in to?
She looked pleased at my calling her my master. She was grinning as if she had just won the lottery. I had a feeling she was never going to let me live this one down for the rest of my dying days.
“Oh, Ryan, you are going to be a very satisfying submissive.”
I kissed her lips and pulled away so I could scramble out of bed. “I’m going to take a shower. Would you care to join me?”
It was fulfilling to see I had the ability to turn her cheeks a few shades of pink. She stood out of bed and smacked me on the ass as she breezed right past me.
My mind traveled back to the dream—how she heaved me onto her bed just to have her way with me. I should have been scared out of my wits over the fact that this woman had serious commitment issues, but all I could think about was her damned sex room!
My front teeth came into contact with my bottom lip as I observed her. She turned the shower on and stripped to her birthday suit. She looked stunning in the nude, making it difficult for a man to control his erection.
Adjusting her head to look at me, she smiled. “Are you coming or what?”
“Oh baby, you have no idea.” Allowing my pants to fall and kicking them away from me, I joined her in the steaminess.
I assisted her in washing her hair, lathering it up with shampoo and massaging it into her scalp. She groaned, which caused my manhood to harden even more. I wanted and needed her now!
As I rinsed her hair, she glared at me with hunger in her eyes. Without saying a single word, she was telling me how much she wanted me. I could no longer control myself. I had to take her! I spun her body around so she was facing away from me. Forcing her legs apart with my feet, I grabbed a hold of her hands and pressed them against the shower wall. Knowing what I was doing, she angled her body, arching her back and sticking out her ass for easier entry. Moving her hair out of the way, I kissed the back of her neck, distracting her for a few moments. I slammed into her, hearing her gasp and moan. That’s right, baby!
My body ached for her more once I realized how wet and ready she had been.
As I drilled further into her, I couldn’t get enough. It was similar to an itch on the bottom of your foot you don’t dare scratch with your fingernails because you will flinch!
With my hands on her hips, I steered her as I moved in and out of her body. I bent to whisper into her ear, “How is that for hoisting the sail?” as I nibbled on her lobe.
“Oh Captain, my captain!” she whined out, holding her hand atop mine.
I pushed into her harder, enjoying the mere fact of being in total control. “Come for me, baby,” I hissed as I nipped on her neck.
Complying with my command, she shattered around me. The touch of her warm liquid drove me into frenzy as soon as it hit me. Taking a hold of her hips, I groaned as my erection exploded.
My body collapsed around her for a brief moment until I was able to collect myself. “What in the hell have you done to me?”
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“Will you please tell me where we are going? You are very much aware of how much I loathe surprises!” she pleaded as I ushered her into the backseat of the
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