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service outside waiting to take you to her , and she said to tell you not to be late.”
    Eve. His heart stopped, and his cock lurched at the thought of being with her again. Turning on his heel, he tugged his tie loose before heading out to the dark town car waiting for him. Opening the door, he slid into the supple leather interior, but instead of finding an empty seat next to him, she was there, completely naked. Everything inside of him screamed to touch her, but he resisted, instead letting his eyes drink in the look of her body. He didn’t say a word, just looked , waiting for her to take the lead. After the day he’d had, he needed someone to take over for the night. He needed her.
    “Clothes . Off.”
    Nothing else needed to be said. He scrambled like a frantic teenager trying to get untangled from his suit and tie, kicking off shoes, his pants, and ripping the buttons off his shirt, listening to them ping against the glass windows. Naked, just as she was, his erection stood like a tree trunk, resting against his belly. It took everything he had not to reach down and stroke it. Not that it mattered, before he had time to stroke once, she’d draped her leg over him, straddling his lap, rubbing his thick length against her slick center; the silver piercing rubbing the sensitive skin at the base of his head. Large, bouncing breasts were just in front of his face, and he bit his tongue to keep from tasting them. It wasn’t until she gripped his cock , positioning him below her entrance that he even realized they were still in the car. When she slid down his bare cock, his head fell back, and he groaned at the sweet, wet heat encasing him in a vise.
    Slender fingers tangled in his hair, yanking his head back up to her breast. Her free hand skimmed, dragging her nails down his chest as she pulled his head forward, rubbing her pierced nipple against his lips. He took a chance and opened his mouth, flicking his tongue out against her beaded nipple. W hen she didn’t do anything but moan, he took it into his mouth, sucking hard, bombarding the piercing with his tongue. When she started to move up and down his cock, his eyes rolled back into his head. The overwhelming flavor of her against his tongue, the feel of her gripping him tight, riding him, drove him full speed ahead toward the very edge of sanity. The furthest thing from his mind was work, the cars passing them by, his father … all of it faded away, leaving nothing but her and the way he felt. With her, he couldn’t think, he could b arely speak; all he could do was feel. That was all he wanted to do, all he needed to do.
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    The way he filled her was unparalleled by anything she’d ever felt before. Rolling her hips as she lifted herself onto her knees, she lowered herself, riding him hard, fast, and furiously. It wasn’t until she was impaled on his length that she’d realized how much she’d missed him the past few days; how much she needed him, to feel him, to guide him. She needed the balance he provided her with where she could be in control, give him discipline, and in return, he could give her his unconditional trust. Deacon was a breath of fresh air for her. His gift to her was more than she could have asked from anybody. Despite his deep seated hatred for his own need to be dominated, he was willing to give himself to her, even though they didn’t know anything about each other .
    Panting as she bounced on his dick, she felt herself begin to ripple, losing the one thing she held onto more than anything — control. She felt his cock jump, his glazed-over eyes tipping her off as he rasped his tongue across her sensitive nipple. She reached back to cradle his sac. Finding the skin tight and his balls drawn up, she knew he was close. Bouncing faster, she popped her nipple from his mouth then pulled herself off his cock. She’d barely yanked herself from his length when her own orgasm overtook her. His seed jetted out in long spurts, coating the