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r, faster and
faster, with his cock straining the chaffing fabric of his jeans.
I kept working on him, but no matter how mercilessly I stoked his
lust, he continued to resist.
Then my ploy began to backfire. I started getting aroused
myself as I experienced the feedback of the desire I was working
to build. I could see his hard-on plainly, bulging against the
fabric of his jeans as a thick, long shape, and I couldn't help
imagining how it would feel shuttling in and out of me. A heated
trickling began low in my belly. Without really intending to, I
spread my legs.
He saw that tempting motion just as he was pivoting to pace
toward me. And that was the straw that broke him.
Decker crossed to me in one long pace and snatched me up off
the bed, making the cuffs ring on the brass headboard. "Where is
he?" he bellowed.
"Fuck off," I hissed back, excited because I knew what he'd
do.
"That's it!" he exploded, and he flung me back down and fell
on top of me. Instead of fighting, instead of screaming as he'd
expected, I flung my legs around his waist and ground up against
his erection. Growling, Decker started to kiss me, thought
better of it, and lowere
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