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all over instead of just down below,
and it seemed as if it wouldn’t stop. Her arms and legs quivered, her face grew
hot, her breasts tingled and jiggled and her womb clenched. She screamed.

Chapter Five
     
    Drew admired his handiwork. Her body shone with sweat. Her
eyes were closed and her breathing heavy. Her breasts rose and fell, pretty
pink nipples jutting out at him. She looked as if she were going to fall
asleep, her body sated, and he was going to let her despite the raging hard-on
he had. If he grabbed a condom from the drawer and fucked her hard he doubted
she’d object, and it would certainly satisfy his needs on one level, but he
wanted her awake and with him.
    Her eyes fluttered open. Her voice was husky. “Now your
needs, Sir.” For all he’d thought she was dropping off, her gaze was remarkably
steady.
    He smiled. So she was going to stay awake after all.
    She pulled at the ropes around her wrists as if she forgot they
were there. Then she pulled again, after the ropes had reminded her. “I could
please you more if you let me go. Sir.”
    “You please me most bound.”
    He slipped off the bed and stood, taking his shirt off. He
didn’t really want to bother; he would have been happy to free his cock and
plunge it into her. He had to force himself to remember he was more than his
cock, and he’d enjoy himself best naked. He enjoyed the power imbalance
accentuated by having her naked while he was fully clothed but it was an appetizer,
not the main course.
    When he finally got his pants off, her eyes went wide.
“You’re big.”
    He chuckled. He knew nature had been kind to him.
    “Sir? I have a request.”
    He thought he knew what it was going to be. Fuck me. That suited him fine. She asked respectfully enough, so she’d figured out how
to play the game. For a tourist, she was doing very well. “Go ahead.”
    “Please use me in whatever way your imagination desires,
Sir.”
    He’d heard whatever you want from women. But the way
she phrased it was something else entirely. She didn’t know how wild his
imagination could run. He opened the drawer, ripped open the foil packet and
rolled the condom over his cock. He’d reward her. If she thought she was done
coming, she was in for a surprise.
    He mounted the bed and Kyra, positioning his cock at her
entrance, rubbing it against her folds. She jerked her hips up in response,
spurring him on. She wanted it, all right. At least she wasn’t one of those
idiots who protested that he was going to be too big for her.
    He entered her slowly, advancing inch by inch, although as
slick as she was he could have plunged all the way in with one thrust. She
tried to wiggle forward and hurry matters along, and the bed creaked as her
ankles pulled on her bindings.
    “Yessssss.”
    He grinned. She was a vocal little thing, and he liked that.
He liked everything he knew about her, now that his guard was down. He reached
up and squeezed her breasts and she groaned. Whatever way your imagination
desires, Sir. He moved his fingers closer together. Her nipples called to
him and he wanted to see how sensitive they were, how much she could take with
pleasure. He remembered how she liked it when the flogger wrapped around. He
was guessing he wouldn’t be disappointed. But he decided to wait a moment.
    He moved that last inch, until he was all the way in and her
pussy squeezed him. That was no involuntary reaction, he knew. He smiled at
her, waited for her to unclench, and then pulled almost all the way out. Her
eyes pleaded with him. His fingers squeezed her nipples and tugged as he
slammed back in.
    “Oh!” Her eyes widened and then he couldn’t see them anymore
as she arched her back and pushed her hips toward him, her head leaning
backward. “Yes, yes, yes!”
    He watched her breasts jiggle as he held them by their tips.
She pulled back against him, helpless to get away but increasing the tug on her
tender peaks even more. He’d intended to let her go, to hold