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I play
with your pretty little cunt."
    Wendy's breath caught. A strangled kind
of noise came from her then, something Frank had never heard before. Or maybe
it was a sound he had heard but had never listened for. At the same time
he felt her stomach flatten and tighten under his palm. Was that a pre-orgasmic
pulse? A kind of internal contraction?
    Either way, it was obvious that Wendy
was hot as hell. Good. Frank had so immersed himself in Wendy's erotic books
for the last three days that now that he was actually dominating her it was
easy. She wanted this submissive kind of sex, and by God he was going to give
it to her.
    Being a Dom he had found was a mind set
and an attitude.
    Frank's wife belonged to him. She was his. He could do as he liked. What he wanted to do was play with
her until she had a climax that totally blew her mind.
    While greedily suckling a nipple, Frank guided
his fingers in between her folds, stroking along her slit. Then he pushed two
fingers up deep inside her, curling upwards towards her stomach. He had read
that her G spot was apparently there.
    "Frank, oh, God! Frank," she
cried out as her slick channel convulsed and gushed. Her muscles tightened
around his fingers hard , pulling him in.
    "Oh, yeah, baby," he said in a
husky voice. "I'm going to make you come, aren’t I?"
    "Yes, oh, yes, please," she
whimpered, writhing and straining toward him.
    Frank had her body trapped against the
wall, but she still managed to move in incremental bits. Wendy's head thrashed
back and forth. Her breathing was ragged - he could see the pulse pounding in
her neck, the exact place that he had bit her. Jesus, had he given her a hicky?
    Not yet, he thought. Make her beg for it.
    With two fingers scissoring inside her, he
used the pad of his thumb to circle her clitoris, while finger fucking her
empty pussy. Wendy was completely responsive to that; her hips arching as she shamelessly
humped his fingers. He teased around her clit, not touching it for fear she
would climax.
    "Please, Frank, please," Wendy
implored him, her tone desperate. She was also making a low, keening sound.
Kind of a constant, "uh, uh, uh, uh." It surprised him. When was the
last time Wendy had made this much noise during sex?
    "Tell me what you want," he snapped,
his voice taut with lust.
    "More, Frank," Wendy begged
and sobbed, her body jerking and rubbing against him. "Please touch me. I
need to come!"
    Holy shit. What a wanton little slut I married!
    "Come for me, Wendy," he
growled the command that he had learned from all her erotic books. Pushing deep
inside her, his thumb pressed firmly against her clit and rubbed. Wendy responded
like she had been electrocuted, bucking against him.
    "That's right," he demanded in
a harsh voice. "Fuck my hand, baby. Hump that needy little cunt of yours
against me. You know you want to."
    Frank squeezed her wrists above her
head, reminding her that she was bound to his pleasure. His will. At the same
time he also sucked and bit her nipple. The combination sent her wild, successfully
putting her over the edge.
    As she crested, Wendy screamed out his
name. In a detached sort of scientific manner, while still hard as rock, Frank
watched.
    Jesus fucking Christ. Had she been hot
for it, or what?
    She was loud. Really loud. Somewhere in
the back of his mind, he remembered that she had been pretty noisy when they
were first together, too.
    Frank had to wonder, had Wendy been
faking orgasm?

10. Honesty
    Frank held his wife while she came down
from her climax, stroking and soothing until she stopped trembling. He was
still dressed in his tux, while she was naked. He read somewhere that this was
a turn on for some women, so what the heck. Every little bit helped.
    Frank wanted to make her climax a couple
more times before he fucked her, so he may as well remain dressed.
    Wendy looked up at him, having come back
to herself. "Wow," she said in a dreamy tone of awe.
    Frank felt like a million bucks.
    All his reading and