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slowly sliding them up her body. She sucked a breath as she cupped her generous breasts then brushed her thumbs over her nipples one time.
    “Would you like me to spank you? Do you want to feel the hot pain and submissive pleasure as my hand smacks your ass until your skin turns pink? Or maybe I’ll spank you until it’s bright red and you have to kneel at my feet because you can’t sit down on a chair.”
    Bailey watched arousal fill her expression. Her eyes met his briefly before dropping to watch as he adjusted his hard cock to lie more comfortably against his body. Though he really wanted to pull it out and stroke it, he took a steadying breath and forced himself to wait.
    She would break first.

    * * * *

    Eden listened to him talk about spanking her and was shocked at how much she wanted exactly what he was offering. But what Bailey didn’t know about her was that she was stubborn, and when challenged, she hated to lose at anything, from a simple card game to a sexual challenge such as this one he issued.
    Looking at him stroking his cock through the soft cotton boxers as he watched her, she did not think it would take a whole lot before he joined her on the couch. Then, after he scratched the itch deep in her pussy, she might let him spank her.
    “No one’s spanked me since I was about eight years old,” she said softly.
    She gently massaged her breasts and flicked her thumbs back and forth over her nipples. She could not help but smile when his breathing hitched. She sucked a breath before moaning softly when she used just her thumbs and first fingers to tweak and roll her nipples. Hot electricity shot from nipples to pussy, and her hips shifted in response.
    Looking across the room, she met Bailey’s silver gaze and wished she could touch him. Touching him and being touched by him had become an obsession. All at once, she did not care about the game. She needed him to touch her.
    “I’ll be happy to spank you,” he offered as he slouched in his chair and spread his legs wider as he slipped his hand through the opening of his boxers
    “I think I might like to try that sometime.”
    As her pussy overflowed, she spread her legs. This drew his attention to the apex of her thighs. His eyes grew hooded as he licked his lips. She could feel the heat from his gaze on her pussy and wanted the game to end. But she refused to be the one to cross the space separating them.
    Dropping her hands from her breasts, she ran her hands down the insides of her thighs and then back up, almost to her pussy. Erotic fire streaked from where skin dragged on skin straight to her clit, causing her to take a deep breath to keep from launching herself across the room.
    Bailey moaned.
    She smiled at him as her fingers traced the path a second time. “Like that, do you?” she asked, her voice hoarse.
    “Mmmm,” he responded as he ran his free hand up and down his own thigh. “Your expression is so damn sexy, to say nothing of your movements. Why don’t you come over here?”
    Eden’s smile widened as she eased the hem of her T-shirt up above the crease of her thighs. “Why don’t you come over here instead?”
    Bailey grinned and shook his head. “Sorry, sunflower, it doesn’t work like that. But I have to admit you are very good at this game.”
    Eden shrugged. “Okay, I guess I’ll just have to play by myself then.”
    With that, she pulled out her favorite neon pink vibrator. Shifting on the couch, she pushed her ass to the edge and spread her legs even wider. She did not want Bailey to miss a thing. She twisted the base, and the small, but powerful, motor began to hum. She sighed softly as she used the buzzing imitation phallus to trace circles around one breast, each one smaller than the last.
    Bailey looked startled as she started to play. “Where did that come from? I thought you said you didn’t have any toys.”
    “Bob isn’t a toy. Bob is a single woman’s best friend. And he came from the

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