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“Fuck. I knew you would like my cock. I fucking knew it, sweetheart. You’re taking me so well.” She takes me even deeper then, and I can feel the tip touch the back of her throat. “Christ,” I grit out. “So fucking deep. Just imagine how it would feel inside your tight little cunt.”

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“You want to touch me so bad, don’t you? You want to come. You want to spill your seed all over me.” I move my hand over my breasts, taking my hard nipples between my fingertips and squeezing. Then I move further down, all over my stomach until I reach my clit. “You want to know what it feels like to bury your cock deep inside me, don’t you, Dubh? You’re desperate for it.” His lip curls up as his expression turns feral, and I lose my composure and confidence for just a second before I pick it back up. I tease him with my words, telling him about what he wants but can’t have. I let out a moan when I push a finger inside of myself. “I’m tight, Dubh. I bet you won’t even last a damn minute.”

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“I lick my lips as I stare at it and Dubh smiles. “Does it make you salivate, Lucy? Do you want it in your mouth?” I glare at him for just a moment before I slap him hard on the cheek again. “Quiet. And put your hands behind your back.” “Holy. Shit,” he mutters under his breath, and he complies. He squeezes his eyes shut for a second, and I think it’s to wallow in the sting.”

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“I slap him again and keep the gun pointed at his face with my other hand. “How does it feel, not being in control? Not being able to touch me? Only being able to look,” I taunt. “Do you want to come?” He nods, his eyes never leaving mine as he stares up at me. It’s empowering. I am the one in control. I am the one who’s calling the shots. This time, he will be the one begging for mercy. “Not good enough. Give me a verbal answer.” I tap the barrel of the gun against his nose tauntingly. “Yes,” he growls. “Have you no manners, Dubh? What do civilized people say when they want something?”

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