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whisper in his ear. The movement pressed his cock into her stomach, making them both painfully aware of it. “Do you want me to fuck you, Liam?”
    “Please, mistress, please,” he said.
    Tally pulled her hips up, allowing him to slip back. The covered crown of his erection grazed over her clit and nestled into the waiting opening of her wet pussy. She quickly reached back to steady his thick shaft and lowered herself onto him.
    Oh. It had been too long since she had a man who could make her feel so wonderfully full. Tally settled herself on him as his breath caught when he nudged against her end, deep inside. Liam’s face told the whole story. He was lit with excitement as Tally started to move on him, slowly at first. She savored the sensation of his cock stretching her, pulling her. She watched his hands pull the ropes tight as he tried to reach for her.
    In the next heartbeat, when Liam realized he wouldn’t be able to touch her, he wrapped his hands around the ropes to hold on. A natural. Tally moved over him, rewarding him for picking up that solution so quickly.
    “Do you like watching me up here, Liam?” Another tug and this time she let go of the chain.
    “Yes, mistress,” he managed to breathe out.
    His chest heaved in rhythm with her movements. She watched his lips tremble with an unspoken request, and curiosity got the best of her. Not slowing her motions, Tally leaned down with her hands on his chest. “What is it? I see the question there.”
    He didn’t hesitate to answer. “I want to touch you.” Liam’s eyes fell immediately to her breasts, which hung tantalizingly close to his abs. “I want to taste your breasts.”
    “My, but you’re bold.” Tally teased him.
    “I was given permission to speak, mistress.” He smiled, then rolled his eyes back as she came down on him hard, taking him deep. “I didn’t want to squander the opportunity.”
    Tally sat up and reached behind her in a fluid movement, unfastening his feet with a quick, easy motion. He pulled them apart and she fell onto his rigid cock hard, rendering them both senseless for just a moment. As soon as she regained herself, Tally leaned forward again and this time, because his feet were free, Liam was able to maneuver just enough to suck one of her hard nipples into his mouth.
    He instantly snagged the ring with his tongue and pressed against his teeth, imprisoning her nipple between his lips. He took full advantage of it and suckled, sending shocks of electricity through her. The sensation shot down to her sex where she drew his erection in and out of herself in rough movements.
    Liam’s mouth slipped over to her other breast, and he took her between his lips, sucking as if he were starving. Tally loved each movement of his talented tongue against her—nearly as much as she enjoyed his now thrusting cock. He kept rhythm with her, doubling the pleasure they were both feeling.
    And for the first time in a long time, she didn’t care to give one of her directives to the man she was with. She always made them wait for her pleasure first—without question. She always gave them theirs, but there was something different with Liam. He was so willing, so completely able to keep up with her without direction. He somehow instinctively understood that she would make him come, hard, and they would share the ecstasy in that.
    He had not once invoked her anger. Not once. Everything she told him, he obeyed immediately. There was no condescending smirk that accompanied his ‘yes, mistress.’ Each reply had been sincere, seeking the erotic release she had promised. So long since she had been believed and respected the first time.
    Tally’s climax was just on the horizon, not far away from her. This was her favorite part, the sensations that tripped through her body as she waited for her orgasm. The part where at one time, she would have been panting and begging her sir, “Make me come, please!” Now, she chased it, seeking the cramping,