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ability, instead her heart slammed into her ribcage, her nerves kicked in, and her fanny threw a tantrum.
    Unable to speak, her voice had deserted her, she nodded her head. Jess knew she’d agree to anything to get a wicked jump, for his fingers to continue their play.
    Rolling her over, she lay on her back, Rune’s gaze pinned her. “Answer me.” He squeezed her labia, hard.
    “Yes,” she yelped at the dart of pleasure that blasted over her.
    “Before we begin with your education, I require some information.”
    Anything, just finger fuck me, make me come. “What?” Jess hated how her voice whispered hoarse on a crackle of air.
    “What does this weekend mean to you, and what do you expect to receive?” His fingers continued their unceasing assault, and with slow sweeping drives, he teased at her entrance, circling, dipping, and then retreating. He continued to repeat the same journey.
    Jess swallowed; each time she thought he’d keep them there, he moved, his finger reached in probing. It edged and tapped against her g-spot. The bastard knew exactly where it was. “It means I get to have sex, and I…oh fucking hell.” She arched into his hand.
    “And?” He removed his fingers and licked each one, leisurely sucking. “I’m going to enjoy eating that delicious little pussy of yours.”
    “Now?” she asked, desperation in her voice, hope on her face. Her thighs opened in welcome. She could scent the muskiness that seeped out of her pores, desire hung heavy in the air.
    “You haven’t answered me. Do you want to be punished?” His voice rippled silky soft.
    Fuck no . Pain was something she had an aversion to, Kitty hadn’t mentioned that. Her lip trembled and again she shook her head.
    “Jessalyn, remember this, I’ll never hurt you. This is all about your body, what I can give you. But it comes at a price.”
    “It does?” she squeaked. Jess couldn’t believe her bad luck, on the edge of losing her virginity and now she was fucked, like not . “I don’t have any money.”
    His face hardened, he cupped her cheek, forcing her to look at him. “I’m not talking about money. What I want from you is absolute trust in everything I say and do.”
    “Why?”
    “Because I’m your Dom and will take care of all your needs. As you will mine.” His hand moved from her chin and crept down across her chest, cradling her tit. A thumb flicked her already hardened bud.
    “I don’t understand.” Jess tried to concentrate on his words, her body stampeded with hormones racing out of control. They were all intent on a wicked fucking in unison with her pulsating clit.
    “What do you know about BDSM?” His eyes darkened, and his palm rubbed her fanny.
    Sweet sensations sparked over her and she struggled to reclaim her voice. It simpered out hoarse and scratchy, his touch attacking her sanity. “Only what Kitty told me, she loved it, bondage and giving her body to LeBron.” She tried to arch into his fingers and wished he’d stop talking.
    “I think it was LeBron she loved,” he said with a knowing wink.
    Jess flushed, unable to deny it, yet shocked how astute Rune was. Somehow from what she’d gleaned off Kitty, LeBron didn’t come across as the kiss-and-tell type. And she knew for a fact that Kitty wouldn’t make her feelings so obvious.
    “Would you like me to tie you up, and make love to you?” Slowly, he inserted his fingers, both together and thrust up hard.
    She whimpered, curling into his hand, and gripped his hand, pushing them deeper.
    A frustrated rip of air blew out of her when he removed it.
    “Rule one, Jessalyn, you don’t ever take charge. I give you pleasure when I decide, and no one else, understand?” Again, his palm circled her fanny.
    She nodded and bit down on her lip. At each touch, he fetched her forward, and then snatched it away. Her orgasm teetered on the edge, ready to kick off. The burning in her lower stomach flared and her sex throbbed with an acute longing.
    Jess