Free Double Jeopardy by Liliana Hart Page B

honey, you’re going to have to
make due with what you just got. I’ve got to rest up for tonight. I
know you’ve been reading those magazines about multiple orgasms and
such, but the same just isn’t true for a man. Maybe if you’re real
good tonight I’ll be in the mood again when we get home.”
    “How about if I don’t wear any panties under
my conservative dress and you fuck me in the elevator,” Gracie
whispered. She found satisfaction as John’s breath hitched just a
little at her suggestion. There might be hope for him after
all.
    “There are cameras in those elevators.”
    “Even better,” she said, taking a firm grip
on his flaccid penis.
    “You’re not thinking of your career,” John
stammered. “Or mine either. What’s come over you, Gracie? This is
crazy talk.”
    “I heard how excited you got when I suggested
you fuck me in the elevator. Everybody has an adventurous side,
John. Sometimes it’s just a little suppressed. Does the idea of me
having a kinky side turn you on?”
    Gracie held down John’s hands next to his
body as she rubbed her body against him and kissed him hungrily.
She licked her way down to his chest and nipped lightly at his
nipples with her teeth before kissing her way down to her ultimate
goal.
    “Yes,” he whispered.
    “What was that, John? I didn’t hear you.”
    “I said the idea of you having a kinky side
turns me on,” he said louder, with more conviction, as if he were
trying to convince himself.
    Gracie felt the wetness between her thighs
and knew John wouldn’t deny her satisfaction this time. She’d see
to it herself.
    “Would you like me to tell you about my
kinkier side?” she asked, taking his hardening cock between her
lips and swirling her tongue around the bulbous tip.
    “Y…yesss,” he hissed, gritting his teeth at
the onslaught of new pleasure. Gracie worked him in her mouth a
little longer before she spoke of something she’d never told
anyone.
    “You see, John, I have these fantasies,” she
said, working him with her hand and cupping his sac gently in the
palm of her hand. “In my fantasy, a masked stranger comes out of
nowhere, ripping at my clothes and pressing his hard body against
me. I scream, but that only makes his cock harder. He likes it when
I fight him. He might even have to punish me a little. You see, in
my fantasy I like to be dominated. Do you want to be my stranger
and make my fantasies come true? Can you imagine what I’d look like
tied to your bed? Black satin sheets beneath my pale body, a
blindfold covering my eyes and my limbs straining against the
handcuffs that hold me captive?”
    John gasped aloud, and Gracie smiled as he
hardened further in her hand. So much for men needing recuperating
time, she smirked.
    “Mmmm, I bet you’d like to dominate me, John.
Maybe even turn me over and spank me till my ass is red and welted
with your handprints.”
    John was really panting now, and Gracie
figured she could get him to come again just by talking dirty, but
her pleasure was the goal this time. She slipped her finger between
her lips and wet it while pumping his shaft in a steady rhythm.
Drops of moisture gathered on the tip of his cock and she leaned
over and lapped them up like a cat licking at a bowl of fresh
cream.
    “Yum. You taste so good,” she said as she
brought her finger down and circled her moist nub, gathering more
wetness. “My ass is red from your spanking, John. What will you do
to me next?”
    Gracie left her own pleasure for a moment,
enjoying her roll as temptress. She took her dampened finger and
massaged the sensitive spot between John’s balls and anus, reveling
in the harsh groan he admitted.
    “I’m waiting for an answer, John.”
    Gracie blew softly along the damp trail left
by her finger and watched as goosebumps covered John’s entire body
before moving her finger lower. She circled the puckered hole of
his anus with her finger and gently pushed it in up to the first
knuckle. “Would