His Lady Godiva (Lovers and Other Strangers)

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started to shake he thrust his tongue in deep, feeling the walls of her vagina spasm around it. After she got quiet again he ordered her on her knees in front of him and she greedily licked his face clean. She was still flushed and panting.
    "Stand up and lose the skirt." Violet didn't hesitate but stood trying to cover herself, shaking. "Kitten, from the first time I met you I thought you were the beautiful woman I had ever seen. You do not need to hide yourself from me and I will enjoy breaking you of the habit. Are you cold?"
    "No, I am just..."
    "Aroused? Confused? Wanting more?" A slow smile spread across his face.
    "Yes." She whispered.
    "Good, lay on your stomach over the desk."
    "Michael! I..."
    "Remember, no arguing or I will have to think of an especially delicious punishment for you."
    She did as he asked but tension radiated off her body. Michael ran his hands over her back, warming her skin, soothing her nerves, gentling her with his words. "Put your arms over your head, Kitten." When she did, "So beautiful, I have a confession, I find the slight extra curve of your back sexy as hell. I couldn't bear to remove all of it. I love the way it shows off your ass, especially when you are like this." He ran a finger lightly down the scar over her spine. He smiled to himself when goosebumps appeared over her skin. He nipped her hip and caught her when she tried to squirm. "Now, Kitten, You are going to come for me again, only this time you will scream with pleasure. I want to hear your abandon."
    "Michael, I can't I..."
    Without warning, he gave her a sharp slap on the sensitive spot where her ass met her thigh, leaving a red handprint. He had surprised himself as much as her. Her moan combined with the flush over her body made him shake with need. "I said there would be punishment for arguing. That was a warning. Next time will be worse. You will come when I demand you do." He bent his head and gave the hand print a wet lick. Violet moaned softly again. God help him, she was enjoying him push her limits. He was soothing the red spot with open mouthed kisses when he plunged two fingers deep inside her without gentle touches first. She was so wet there was no real resistance, just tight warm wet heat. She reared up at the surprise claiming but gratified him when she rocked her hips back to meet the thrust of his hand. He pulled them out with agonizing slowness. When he spiked into her this time he added another finger. Violet answered with a breathy grunt.
    "You look amazing with my hand buried in you. Every time I look at this desk I am going to think about fucking you. Think about your gorgeous ass hanging over the edge, you, screaming my name." She actually squealed. He moved his hand so that when he entered her his thumb would bang her clit.
    Soon Violet was near screaming "Oh, Michael, please!"
    "Tell me this will always be mine!
    "Yes!" she screamed
    "That's my good kitten. Come for me now. Show me how much you love this."
    Violet didn't think she would. Wasn't certain she even could but when Michael demanded her orgasm as proof that she wanted this, everything burst forth. She felt herself grind harder into his hand and slap her hips against the desk. Her mind was like an explosion, wave after wave rocked through her. She reared up and felt Michael's hand on her back pinning her down. His restraint of her brought a fresh wave of spasms tight around his fingers. She would have curled up in the fetal position if she hadn't been pinned face down on the desk.
    Her reaction to his words made the muscles from his abdomen to his solar plexus ripple in waves. Leaving him warmed, exhausted, and stunned, the feeling very like an orgasm without the actual release. Michael pulled her into his arms as she was still feeling the aftershocks. She couldn't form words yet. It was like her memory banks had been erased. Michael absentmindedly rubbed one of her nipples through the silk blouse and her whole body shuddered.
    "Kitten, I am

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