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bone in her body. Scott had demanded she meet him at the door every day on her knees when he got home from work, but her heart hadn’t been in it, especially not the last couple of years.
    But with Blake, it was like her entire being lit up from the inside. Blinding need, hot and thick, consumed her in a suffocating rush. Her skin suddenly felt too small and the aching inside of her too big. Her pussy clamped down around its own emptiness, her nipples puckered so tightly they began to sting, and suddenly her mind flooded with images of what it would be like to meet this man at the door every night.
    Just imagining it made her breathless.
    “Do you like kneeling for me?” he asked, the tone of his voice making it clear he already knew the answer.
    “Yes, sir,” she said, marveling at how right it felt to call him “sir.”
    It was amazing how easily they transitioned from the easy banter of old friends to the world of the Dom and his obedient sub. It made her long even more fiercely for the chance to find out if their relationship could have lasted for the long haul.
    “Does it make your pussy wet?” he asked, bringing her mind back to more pleasurable things. She didn’t want to think about their inevitable separation.
    From now on, she was focusing on enjoying the present.
    She sucked in a deep breath and let it out, allowing her mind to clear as she did so. “Yes, sir.”
    “Show me,” he said, in a whisper so soft only she could hear. “Touch yourself.”
    Hand trembling with excitement, Erin slid her fingers down the front of her shorts, inside her panties. She had only the tiniest tuft of hair left on her mound after shaving in the shower, but the feel of that coarse fuzz against her fingers was unbearably arousing. Touching those neatly trimmed hairs meant she was only a few centimeters away from where she was already dripping with need for Blake.
    She moaned as her fingertips eased past her clit, throwing her head back, feeling her hair brush her neck as she tipped her face toward the ceiling. Now Blake would be able to see what it did to her, see how hot it made her to touch herself while he watched.
    Erin dipped first one finger and then two into the cream between her legs, slowly fucking herself with her hand, amazed at how close she was to orgasm. She couldn’t remember ever feeling so aroused, even during the time she’d spent with Blake in his cabin. She was hyperaware of every inch of her sensitive flesh, of Blake standing over her, of the couple a few feet away and the eager noises the female sub made as her partner tied her to the St Andrew’s cross on the wall.
    “Open your eyes.”
    She did, meeting Blake’s with another moan. Just looking at him was nearly enough to make her come, right then. The heat in his gaze sent a shock of electricity zinging into nerve endings she hadn’t even known she possessed. Her hand moved faster of its own accord, coaxing more heat from her body until her fingers were coated with her own arousal and her muscles trembled from being so near the edge of release.
    But she knew Blake wouldn’t let her tumble over. He was too good at this to let her find release so quickly.
    “Stop,” he said in a ragged voice. “Show me your hand.”
    Without a beat of hesitation, she pulled her fingers from her pussy and held them up in the air in front of her. Blake gripped her wrist, steadying her, then leaned down and sucked both fingers into his mouth, moaning in approval.
    Erin watched him clean every inch of her damp flesh, captivated by the profound pleasure so evident on his face. The man genuinely loved the flavor of her body. It wasn’t a declaration of love, but it still made her throat tight with emotion to watch him taste her so thoroughly before he pulled her fingers from his mouth.
    Blake made every part of her feel beautiful, desired—inside and out. When he looked at her with such obvious adoration, she felt like she could do anything, would do anything he