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brushed over her skin, erupting her flesh in
goosebumps. The moment his lips took her nipple into his mouth, a jolt of
pleasure shot straight through her. He tugged at the tip, stretching it,
scraping over it with his teeth, each new sensation having a direct line to the
growing ache between her legs.

Courtney dropped her free hand, palm skimming over
her stomach, past her bellybutton to the pale curls covering her mound. She
whimpered as her fingers came in contact with her clit. The slow circular
motion came without thought, sending little sparks of electricity racing along
her nerves.

His head descended between her legs, the tip of
his tongue teasing around her swollen nub. Each little flick across the top
propelled her that much closer to the edge. When he took the little bundle of
nerves into his mouth and sucked, his fingers tightened on her nipple and she
came.

“One,” she whispered, muscles twitching. The hand on
her clit moved lower, combing through the thin hair, fingers delving between
her folds until they were slick with her juices. She moved her other hand to
the opposite breast, fingers tugging at the hard little pebble, and slid her
middle finger into her pussy.

He worked one long finger into her cunt, hissing
at the wet heat. “I can feel you gripping my finger,” his voice was low in her
ear. “The muscles working to keep me there, clinging every time I pull out.” To
prove his point, he slowly drew his hand back and her body protested the loss.
When he began to work the digit in and out, she parted her legs to give him
better access.

Her legs fell open and a second finger joined the
first. Her pussy stretched, welcoming the addition. As the heel of her hand
brushed over her clit, her muscles tensed and a second orgasm washed over her.

“Two,” Courtney continued to thrust her fingers into
her cunt, remembering Vance's instruction that she not stop. Her thoughts of
him took a different path as she imagined what he might have in store for her.

Her arms and legs were tied to each of the bed
posts, leaving her exposed, spread-eagle for all to see. But only he was there
to see her, eyes darkened to an almost night-sky blue. Not that she could see
him. He'd left her facedown, nipples hard bullet points against the silk
sheets. The first crack against her ass startled her more than it hurt. The
second one stung and she yelped. “Tsk, tsk,” he didn't bother to hide the
amusement in his voice. “I said no noise. You've been a bad girl and need to be
punished.”

Courtney bit back a cry as her back arched, body
stiffened.

“ I don't think a spanking is enough, do you?” His
fingers played between her legs, tips teasing around her entrance, but never
going inside. When he ran an index finger up between her cheeks, her entire
body jerked. Then, just the sensation of pressure against her puckered hole
sent her body over the edge again. She couldn't stay silent as he pushed one
dripping finger past the tight ring of muscle into her ass. Her hips bucked up
involuntarily, shoving his finger deeper and her body exploded. With his finger
still inside her, he buried his cock in her pussy with one swift thrust, the
full sensation rocketing her to new heights .

Another orgasm rolled over her, a continuation from
the last or a new one she didn't know, and she let her fingers slide from her
pussy. Sopping wet, she reached further down and teased at her asshole. She'd
never tried masturbating with something there before, but ever since she'd
written that letter to Vance saying that she'd let him fuck her ass, the idea
had been tugging at the edges of her mind.

His cock, coated with her juices, took the place
of the finger at her ass. The first nudge made her want to tense up, but he
made soothing noises, his hand on her back, moving in comforting circles on the
small of her back. Then, just as she'd finally relaxed, he buried himself in
her ass in one thrust and she screamed, pain and pleasure