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without any attempt at control—which
would do neither of them any good whatsoever.
    He tugged her hair and lifted her face to his, watching as
she ran her tongue along her lower lip. His dick grew another inch when she
took that lip between her teeth and chewed on it nervously.
    “Clasp your hands behind your back,” he ordered, taking her
head in his hands and dragging her toward his erection, his need growing to a
painful state as she opened her mouth and let him slip his flesh inside.
    He held her steady as he slid into her throat, deeper than
he’d intended, pulling out when he felt her gag reflex kick in. “Relax your
throat and take all of me,” he told her before thrusting his hips forward once
more. This time he drove in farther, hitting the back of her throat as she moaned
around his flesh, feeling the vibration all the way to his balls. He thrust
once more but she was still not experienced enough to suck him down to the
root.
    “Take me in your hands , keisei . Show me how fast you
can make me come.” She complied readily, her hands grasping him so tightly he
nearly cried out at her touch. But he liked it rough. He liked the pain, needed
to see if her appetite was as decadent as his.
    And his desire was already spinning out of his control. He
wrapped his hands absently in her hair as she sucked him, twisting and tying it
into intricate patterns as he tried to keep from coming too soon. But the slick
of her spit along his length made keeping control a study in futility.
    She licked and bit and stroked him with abandon. His hips bucked
and his knees shook as he felt the orgasm nearing its peak, and each groan of
hunger that slipped from his throat goaded her into harder action.
    All too soon Ian felt his balls clench as he trembled on the
edge. “Stop now,” he ordered, trying to pull her mouth away, “if you do not
want me to come down your throat.”
    But Sakura shook her head, her eyes looking up into his with
such complete acceptance he rammed himself as far down her throat as he could,
gritting his teeth to keep from begging her not to stop as the orgasm rolled up
from his toes. He closed his eyes against the pleasure as his body tensed and
he came in a rush of sweat and seed, his cock jerking over and over as Sakura
continued to suck his flesh, milking him for every exquisite ounce of climax.
    When it was over, he pulled her head against his stomach,
unable to speak, barely able to breathe, her hair like a waterfall of silk
against his skin.
    “Well done, keisei ,” he praised when he could finally
manage to mouth the words. “Well done, indeed. Now we can get down to proper
business.”

Chapter Four
     
    It wasn’t until he stepped away and knelt again on the mat
beside her that Sakura realized the form his punishment would take. She
hungered in ways she didn’t know existed, her body aroused to a point of pain
she hadn’t known was even possible. She wanted him to touch her—needed him to
touch her, take her, fuck her, break her…anything to ease the desire that
burned so deep inside her she swore she would die if he did not give her some
relief.
    But he sat sated and calm beside her, the expression on his
face telling her he knew how desperately she needed to come…and that he had no
intention of giving her that pleasure any time in the near future.
    To take her mind off her body’s distress Sakura studied his
hands. Fire hands, her mother would have called them, broad palms that tapered
to supple, lean fingers. When she remembered those fingers thrusting deep into
her body, she realized she needed a different distraction, so she put all her
effort into concentrating on the Tea Ceremony.
    He took a cloth napkin and folded it in a fan shape before
turning the pointed ends back upon themselves. He set it on the mat and placed
a bowl before him, picked the napkin up once more and slowly turned the bowl,
running the napkin around the edge. Then he took the top off the kettle and
used the