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need.  Mackenzie squeezed her hand around him and leaned down to place another kiss on his tip.  Then she moved her mouth to the side and kissed him again, and again.  She kept kissing his large cock, waiting for him to give her the go ahead to suck it.  If she was feeling the torture of desperation, of wanting to put him in her mouth, surely he must be feeling it too.  She darted her tongue out to test the waters, looking up at him as she licked the drop of moisture from his tip.
    “Oh, for the love of … please, suck it! ”  He had tried to hold out but he needed her.  He needed her hot, wet mouth surrounding him, drawing him into her delectable body.  He needed it so fucking badly.  He felt his balls tighten as her mouth slid around him, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked and fisted him and caressed him with her tongue.  “So fucking good.”
    He ran his hands over her head, tightening his fingers in her hair.  He assisted her movements, pulling her up and pushing her down.  Her moans vibrated around his cock, he could tell she loved taking him as much as he loved her doing it.
    Over and over again she took, all the way to the back of her throat, fucking him hungrily with her mouth.  She loved the control, the sound of his moans, the power she held, the way his fingers curled in her hair and the way his hips shifted ever so slightly when he was overcome with pleasure.  Pleasure she was giving him.  And when his control slipped and he began to move more, when he started to forcefully pound into her mouth, she loved that too.  The dirty feeling it elicited to be taken by him, to have her hair pulled as he fucked her in that way, was strangely empowering.  She had no problem with him using her body for his pleasure.  She fucking loved it.
    Her beautiful jade eyes focused on his and he almost came undone.
    “Stop!”  He pulled her head up by tugging on her hair.  He was breathing heavy, fighting for control.  He squeezed his eyes shut then reopened them to focus on the woman kneeling before him.  She licked her lips and smiled.  And he couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have found her.  He needed her then, more than he had ever before.  “Turn around.”
    She moved silently until she was on her knees with her back to him, her shoes against the bottom of the chair he was seated in.
    “Bend over.”  She bent forward until she was on all fours again.  “Lower yourself.  I want you to place your cheek against the floor.”
    “Yes, Sir.”
    Mackenzie slid downwards, laying her arms in front of her, palms flat, forearms resting against the cold tiles.  She shivered.  Reluctantly she pressed her cheek against the tile in front of her, the chill making her gasp.  Her breasts connected with the cold floor, too, her nipples tightening at the contact that even her bra couldn’t protect them from.
    Her quick orgasm earlier from his cold fingers had given him the idea of heat and cold.  As the top half of her body was taking in the chill of the floor he set about making her ass feel the heat.  He inched forward until he was on the edge of his seat and started rubbing her cheeks with his hands, warming them.
    Slap!  The sound echoed around the room.  Slap!  Mackenzie loved the feel of his hands on her.  The slaps kept coming, broken intermittently by soothing warm hands that rubbed against her skin.  His fingers ran the length of her crack, caressing her along the black string of her thong, her thong that was soaked in her arousal.  He continued to slap and rub and caress her skin until she was ready to explode.  This man and those hands!
    He smacked that ass until he couldn’t take it anymore.  The skin of her cheeks were a delicious shade of crimson.  Her moans of pleasure were doing his head in.  He needed her, needed to be inside her body.  He fell to his knees.
    She heard a scraping sound as the armchair behind them slid across the tiles.  From the corner of her eye she saw