Owned

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whisper in his ear. “Don’t you want to fuck me, Ryan?”
    He stepped back slightly and adjusted himself, licking his lips. “Oh, Baby, all I’ve been dreaming about these last two years is how much I want to sink my dick in that sweet pussy of yours. But first, I do believe you owe me a strip tease.” He winked at me and then pulled a chair out from the desk and placed it in the center of the room. He then walked over to a sound system and pushed a few buttons.
    Within moments, the room was filled with a very familiar song, and the implications of it made my breath hitch. As he took a seat in the chair, I quickly recovered. “Interesting choice of song, Ryan,” I commented as I seductively strutted toward him. “Is there any particular reason you’ve chosen The Temptations?”
    He swallowed hard as his eyes watched my hands roam my body, starting with my hips and moving to cup my breasts. “ Fuck! I um…fuck, Siena, I know it’s not forever, but for this weekend, at least, you’re my girl.”
    Not for the first time, I wondered what things would have been like if Ryan had asked me out before Tony. Would I have even said yes? After what I had seen in the alley, I wasn’t sure I would have. I had to shake my head to push those thoughts away, though, because the last thing I wanted to do was spoil the moment.
    I slowly reached for the buttons of my dress, undoing each one with deliberation as I swayed my hips mere inches from Ryan’s face. He didn’t know where to look, and his eyes roamed up and down my body, pausing at my hands every few seconds as he licked his lips. I knew if he’d had his way, I would have already been naked. I wanted to enjoy this moment, though, and the feeling of control that came with it.
    Once all five buttons were undone, I shimmied my hips and turned in a half circle so my back was to Ryan. Meeting his eyes over my shoulder, I slowly and seductively slid the tight material over my shoulders and down my arms, revealing the back of the black corset I was wearing underneath.
    “ Oh fucking hell,” he muttered, trying to discretely adjust his pants as if that would hide his very obvious erection.
    Swaying to the beat of the music, I turned back around, revealing to him for the first time, the front of my lace, see-thru corset. The dress had pooled around my waist, and my already hard nipples had tightened even more when met with the cool air of the room.
    I could feel the moisture gathering between my legs, and my stomach churned at the hungry look in Ryan’s eyes as he stared at my lace-covered tits. He groaned when my hands came up to cup them again, and I could have sworn that his tightened on the armrests of the chair as if he was holding himself in place.
    After turning around again, I slowly ran my hands from my ass to my hips. Tucking my thumbs into the material of my dress, I worked it down my body inch by inch, revealing my bare ass and stocking covered legs. Ryan was mesmerized as he watched me, and I don’t think he could have looked away even if he’d wanted to.
    "Sweet motherfucking hell. You really are one hot piece of ass, Trixie," he groaned, rubbing his erection through his pants.
    "It's Siena," I giggled, leaning down to unbuckle my shoes. I knew I was giving him a full view of my pussy by doing so, and that knowledge had a fresh wave of arousal flowing from me.
    "Leave them on," he groaned, and it took me a second to realize he meant my stilettos.
    "I take it you like my shoes?" I purred, turning to face him.
    Still rubbing himself, he replied, "There’s a lot I like about you."
    I don’t know why that shocked me, but it did. "Oh really?" I asked seductively as I stalked toward him. When I was right in front of him, I stopped. "Like what?" His eyes locked on my pussy, which was level with his face, and I knew it wouldn't take much for him to grab my ass and shove his tongue between my folds until I was screaming his name.
    My breath hitched and I groaned

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