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where
she was. “Hike your knees up a little.”
    He did, and she began fucking his
ass, keeping time with her other hand on his cock. A groan escaped his lips. She
stopped.
    “Damn.”
    “Have you ever had a woman enjoy
doing this for you as much as I am?”
    He shook his head. There wasn’t time
to traipse through his memory of all the women he’d known. Some had jerked him
off, but he couldn’t recall anyone, at least right away, who seemed to take
such a perverse enjoyment in it.
    Slowly she regained some pace. “Have
you ever had a woman fuck you with her strap-on?”
    He puffed air from his full cheeks
and shook his head. Surely she didn’t think they had time for another break. If
she left him hanging, he’d have to finish himself off.
    “Just asking,” she said softly. “Hang
around me long enough and I’ll treat you.”
    Jared kept his fingers locked behind
his head. He tried to think of anything but Kitty Paige wearing a strap-on.
    She tilted forward, gripping his
cock tighter. If anything, she managed to sink her finger deeper in his ass.
    He swallowed hard as she became a
blur. He was streaking toward a climax that might indeed rival the earlier one.
He wasn’t going to be responsible for his actions if she stopped again.
    “He’s coming,” she squealed, “I can
feel his surge building. There’s the first drop.” Her movements became smooth
as she no doubt anticipated her reward.
    “Come for me, baby,” she cooed. Her
finger rotated wildly in his butt. “Come for Kitty.”
    “You got him,” Jared shouted,
bucking against her movements. She made no effort to stop him this time.
    “There he blows,” she squealed.
    He lost track of his initial spurts
shooting high and then she leaned over, taking the rest of his come on her tits
and belly. Her hands remained active until he shook his head. “There is no
more,” he growled. “Son of a bitch, you’re some kind of a woman.”
    She chuckled before taking his
slackening cock in her mouth to clean him. When she let him drop from her mouth
and withdrew her finger from his butt, she rubbed his whiteness into her skin
as if applying body lotion. “No one has ever accused me of being a man,” she
said playfully. She winked. “You surpassed my expectations. I didn’t think you’d
have that much left.”
    “You enjoy playing the bad girl, don’t
you?”
    She stretched out across his chest
and nipped at his chin. “How do you know I’m playing?”
    “I don’t, for sure. I’m guessing.”
    She propped herself up on an elbow
and grinned. “And do you have a remedy for bad girls?” She waggled her butt
suggestively.
    He took the hint and swatted her
bare butt with enough strength that she flinched. She leaped off him and off
the bed. He frowned, certain he hadn’t slapped her that hard.
    “I’m going to take a shower and
clean up.” She held up her palm as he tried to stir. “Alone.” She lifted the
hand he’d used to spank her bottom to her lips and kissed its palm. “I do
believe I’m going to enjoy playing bad girl with you again.”
    Jared watched the blonde disappear
into the bathroom and close the door behind her. He threw his arm over his eyes
and groaned softly. She was going to be a handful.
    He’d expected her to push him some,
but she was going beyond his expectations. If she wanted to play with him, he
didn’t mind the idea of playing with her.
    Why was she so intent on shocking
him? At least he thought that was what she was trying to do. Was she telling
him he could have her body any way and every way, but that was it? Was she
trying to make him think she was simply a woman who only thrived on the edge? He
knew she was capable of much more—not that it really mattered to him. Still, he
knew she was a woman of considerable depth beyond sexual prowess. She was an
incredibly successful businessman. He knew her daughter, so he knew Kitty was a
fine mother. He sighed. And she was damn inventive in bed.
    He didn’t mind