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actions, but I’m too turned-on by how your mind works.”
    Lance drew Viviana toward him and shook his head at Stryker. “Food first, fun later.”
     
    Lance watched Viviana eat the last of her banana and squirmed in his chair. His cock was hard and his blood was raging to his groin. Stryker had begun scrubbing the omelet pan while muttering some crap about ice cubes and wanting to go catch a polar bear.
    Lance had better ways to deal with his need. “You done, Jane?”
    Her head snapped up from her plate. Her almond-shaped eyes widened, her pupils dilating. She nodded and scooted her plate away from the small table. Lance doubted the rickety surface would sustain much weight and he had no intention of taking the time to get her into another room.
    “Remove the jersey and hop up on the kitchen island.” Lance stood and leaned against the pantry across from where she’d be.
    Her hands shook as she obeyed. Stryker raised an eyebrow and looked at him as he paused his scrubbing. “Really? The kitchen?”
    “Better than scrubbing a skillet.”
    “True.” Stryker chucked the skillet into the trash can and turned, leaning against the sink countertop.
    Her ass was a lovely pink, but Lance remembered how gorgeous it had looked last night after he’d spanked her. She’d be getting another round of that soon enough. For now he wanted that sweet pussy of hers.
    She hopped up on the counter and crossed her arms in front of her, a nervous habit she’d developed to hide her lovely breasts no doubt. He grinned and stalked toward her. “Lean back and scoot your ass to the edge. Spread your legs.”
    She moved to comply and he groaned his satisfaction. “Such an obedient little sub.”
    “What’s your safe word?” Stryker asked.
    “Cobra, Sir.”
    “Good girl,” Lance commented. “Hands above your head.” Her nipples hardened under his touch. He thumbed the puckered peaks and grunted his appreciation. Damn, he wanted to fuck her long and hard. There’d be time for that later, though. Right now he needed her too damn bad to go slow.
    He and Stryker had devised a tentative schedule—one which would give them each some quality alone time with Viviana. Fortunately he’d get the first round since Stryker had work shit to deal with today.
    He looked around for something to restrain her hands with. He should’ve thought ahead.
    “Second drawer on the right.”
    Lance opened the drawer and pulled out a set of cuffs. “Really? The kitchen?”
    He shrugged. “I’m prepared.”
    Viviana’s breathing was steady, but harder. He cuffed her hands above her head, securing the restraints to a metal hook conveniently located under the counter. He didn’t want to imagine how Stryker had devised the setup. “You thought of everything.”
    “The designer was quite helpful.” Stryker smirked. “I’ll check in with you before I head out. I’m going to make the appointment we discussed earlier.”
    Lance nodded as Stryker left.
    “Spread your legs wider.” He traced his fingers across her wet folds. “I’ve been looking forward to fucking you since last night, Jane.”
    She moaned, her pussy muscles clenched his digit as he fucked her with it. Her hips writhed to meet the thrusts. She was ready to come already. The realization made his cock throb.
    He pulled out a condom from his pocket and unzipped his pants. Rolling the protection on, he looked down at her. “You’re a good sub for being so ready for me, Jane.”
    “Thank you for fucking me, Sir.”
    He groaned and thrust into her. He leaned down and claimed her with a kiss meant to ravish her sweet lips. Her tongue collided with his. He suckled her tongue until he pulled away, gasping for air. Her half-hooded gaze drove blood straight to his cock as it moved in and out of her slick pussy.
    Positioning her calves on his shoulders, he drove deeper into her hot channel. She grunted with each hard stroke and tugged on the restraints locking her into place.
    “I can’t