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what would she want to do? The possibilities made her feel indecisive, and so she suggested,  I want you to
take control.
 Are you sure?
 Yes.
She felt she d made a deal with the devil as a slow smile spread across his face, but he reassured her
by his velvet-pawed caresses on her stomach.
 Don t look so worried. I won t hurt you& more than what you want. His nails scratched her then,
light and tickling. It didn t hurt, but sent lustful shivers through her. Her belly twitched violently and her
nipples grew taut as he scratched a path up to her breasts. He batted them lightly as a cat would play with a
toy, and they jiggled, sending more delicious quivers coursing through her body.
With a deep chuckle, Grant leaned and drew one of her nipples between his lips. He bathed it with his
warm, wet tongue, and Sherrie s thighs tensed at the jolt of electricity that speared from his tugging mouth
down to her crotch. He lightly plucked at her other nipple with his fingers and then his teasing grew
abruptly harsh. His teeth scored her areola, and his fingernails dug into the base of her nipple.
Sherrie yelped and twisted, loving the pain and wanting more. Perron alternated rough treatment with
soft suckling and gentle caresses, bringing her closer and closer to climax without touching any part of her
except her breasts.
Her eyes closed, and she shivered and thrust her hips against the air.
 Don t come yet. His rough command and the cessation of his touch brought her back from the brink
of orgasm.
Sherrie opened her eyes and focused blearily on his handsome face.
 Not yet. We have a long way to go. He cupped a breast in each hand, simply holding them and
waiting for her to relax and come down from the edge of climax.
At last he took her mouth in a slow kiss as luxuriant as a bed with satin sheets and pillows. With John
there d been a frenzied, ravenous speed to their fucking, mouths clashing, bodies smashing together. Both
of them had been so eager and hungry they d been incapable of taking their time. But Grant seemed ready
to toy with her for hours.
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He traced the shape of her lips with his tongue before slipping it delicately between them. His mouth
tasted like aged whiskey, heady and powerful, not a physical taste but a sensation. The lines between
Sherrie s senses blurred in this dream space; sight became smell, taste and touch were one. Her heart s
pounding and Grant s breathing had texture and shape, moss soft and gauze delicate.
He grasped her wrists and raised her arms over her head, pinning them against the musty mattress.
Sherrie gripped the edge of the futon, understanding he d tied her down as effectively as if he d used ropes.
She wasn t to let go.
Her upraised arms lifted her breasts higher. They pressed against his hard chest, and her skin slid
against his with a taste like dark chocolate. She arched up, wanting more of his body to cover hers. She
needed him between her legs where dampness pooled like dew. If he didn t fill her aching emptiness soon,
she d die.
 Fuck me, she begged silently.
 When it s time, he replied inside her mind. The communication without words was much easier, but
also soul-baring. He could see all of her mind. There was no place to hide her ravenous desire, no way to
keep any reserve.
But she could feel his need too, growing by the moment. His cock ached to fill her as much as she
wanted it inside her. That knowledge gave her power. She rubbed against his rigid shaft, making him groan.
Grant kissed her mouth once more before moving to her exposed throat. He pressed little kisses down
the column and swept his tongue across the hollow where her pulse beat. His lips skated along her collar
bones. When he reached the mark at the juncture of her neck and shoulder where John had bitten her, he
paused and smoothed his tongue over it.
Sherrie caught her breath. She knew what was coming, felt his intention the moment before he bit
down. Pain blossomed through her as he covered the mark John had made with a bite of his own. She cried
out and gripped the futon frame hard as her body bowed up from the mattress.
Releasing her from his teeth, Grant again licked the spot in a cat s caress then he abandoned her throat
and moved farther down her body. Taking hold of her ankles, he spread her legs as wide as they could go
on the narrow futon. Cool air brushed like feathers over her heated pussy, which grew even hotter under
Grant s examination. His gaze was intense as he explored her body. His fingertip traced her vulva before
dipping between the swollen folds to sample her wetness. He slipped one long finger inside, circling her
opening then reaching deep to touch a spot that made her jerk. Another finger followed and a third
moving in and out, stretching her, teasing her, making her want more than just his fingers inside her.
After several thrusts, he left her entrance clenching around emptiness. He moved his slick fingers to
her clit, applying the perfect amount of pressure, the perfect tickling motion until Sherrie was ready to purr
from the sweet caress. Then he abruptly pinched the sensitized bud. Hot cinnamon exploded through her
veins and she jerked.
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