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“Yes,” I pant as cool air whispers over the heated flesh of my bottom. “And I want more.”

Slap.

His palm lands on my other cheek, and my eyes roll back in my head. I whimper as each ass cheek receives another smack. Mythighs tighten and my clit pulses. Dear God, he’s going to make me come if this continues.

As if sensing my thoughts, Tom rolls me onto my back again. “Ah, ah. You don’t get to come until I say, darlin’.” He clasps my hands and stretches my arms over my head. “Keep your arms here.”

I nod, biting my lip, eager for whatever he’s going to do next.

Rising to his knees, he leans over me, his mouth scorching a path from my neck to my nipple. When his hot mouth closes around it, he sucks hard, and my back arches sharply. He moves to the other nipple, tormenting the peak with another harsh suck.

“Oh, so good,” I moan, lowering my arms instinctively to slide my fingers through his hair and hold him to me.

He nips my breast. “Arms.”

I shiver as he reminds me who’s in control, and I raise my arms again.

“Open your legs.”

I draw my knees up and let them fall open.

His eyes are heavy-lidded as he lifts them to mine. “Open wider. Let me see what’s mine.”

Oh, sweet heavens, his words are driving me closer and closer…

I do as he asks, pulling my knees to my chest and exposing myself fully.

His gaze locks on my sex. “Good girl.”

My hips rock as he kisses down my belly, lifting each leg over his shoulders.

“Tom,” I squeak as he dips his head to inhale my scent.

His expression becomes predatory as he licks his lips, almost making me orgasm.

He clamps my hips and licks the length of me, his sharp growl of pleasure drowning out my cries. Between strokes of his tongue, he asks, “Do you like me licking your cunt? Tonguing it like this?”

“Oh, I… Yes! God, yes, Tom,” I whimper, on the edge.

He slips a finger inside me, groaning as I clench around it. Pressing his mouthover my clit, he sucks it until it throbs against his lips. My hips instinctively lift from the bed, but he keeps me pinned.

Tom wedges a second finger inside me, brushing kisses against my swollen nub. “Relax, sweetheart. You’re always so tight for me, so perfect. My gorgeous wife can handle everything I give her.”

“I can,” I gasp, rocking against his hand. “I can take it. Take you. All of you.”

“We’ll see about that.” His thumb finds the sensitive bundle of nerves that makes me cry out, circling with enough pressure to drive me wild. “Because I’m done holding back, Kitty. Done treating you like you might break.”

He fingers my entrance harder with shallow pumps, coaxing wetness from my core. “That’s it, darlin’ Give me more of that.”

My hair spills out across the pillow as I thrash my head, my moans echoing off the cabin walls. “Tom, please!” I plead. “I need you inside me.”

He brushes my damp hair from my forehead, his blue eyes full of adoration. “I know, love. I need that too. Need to feel you wrapped around me.Need to know you're mine and safe and not going anywhere.”

He withdraws his fingers and reaches for a condom. I snatch it from him as he tears it open and hold his gaze as I slowly roll it down his thick length. His chest heaves as my fingers brush his sensitive balls, and a strangled groan breaks from his throat.

“Christ, Kitty.” His voice is hoarse, reverent, and wrecked at once. “Who the hell ever said wearing one of these killed the pleasure?”

I smile wickedly. “Good to know.”