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for responsibility, allowed her to give herself over to him.
    Had she needed to let go so badly? Tears stung her eyes, even as she continued to suck him, to pump him with her mouth. His muscles tensed, he let out a groan and grasped her hair, sliding his cock from her mouth.
    â€œShaye?”
    His voice was rough, panting. “I won’t come tonight. This is not for me. That’s not why I’m here.”
    â€œDid I…? You didn’t like it?”
    He groaned. “Jesus, Devin. If I liked it any more I’d fucking explode all over your face. I almost did. But I have to keep some control tonight. I owe you that.”
    â€œYou don’t owe me anything.”
    He reached down and pulled her back into his lap.
    â€œDevin, control is a big part of being a Dominant. I love that you want to do this for me, but I cannot come while I’m in the role—not only as Dominant, but as your protector during your first real play. While your wellbeing is so much in my hands. It’s irresponsible.”
    â€œBut isn’t that torture for you?”
    He laughed, a raw sound. “Hell yes. But that’s how it has to be.”
    â€œIt’s the reason why you won’t sleep with me?”
    â€œYes.”
    â€œWill you stay here with me tonight anyway?”
    â€œOnly if you promise to keep your hot little hands off me. I don’t think I can hold back any longer. Even I have my limits. Come on, I’ll tuck you in.”
    She started to get up, but he gripped her more tightly in his arms and stood, then carried her to the bedroom. There he set her on the bed, helped her pull back the covers and get in. He stripped his jeans off and in the dim reflection of the moon and stars coming through the parted curtains of her window, she saw that he was half-hard still. Her sex clenched, wanting him, needing him. But she understood the rules, and she would stick to them rather than risk him leaving her.
    He climbed in beside her, his body hard and hot as he rolled her onto her side and curled around behind her. The rigid shaft of his cock pressed against her back. She tried to relax, but the object of her desire was all too close. Despite her exhaustion, her body heated again, her sex burning with need.
    â€œShaye?”
    â€œIs this what you need again, little Devin? My beautiful girl with the unquenchable thirst.”
    She didn’t answer as he slipped a hand around the front of her body and right into the vee between her thighs.
    â€œYes!”
    â€œYou’re so goddamn wet.”
    He moved his hand and rolled away from her. She moaned in frustration.
    He said quietly, “I’ll tell you, Devin, this is killing me, not to fuck you. Not to shove my cock deep into your slick little pussy. Come here.”
    He rolled her over onto her stomach, pulled her up onto her knees, so that her ass was in the air.
    â€œMove your legs apart. I want to see your pussy. Yeah, just like that.”
    He leaned in and she felt his warm breath on her before he shoved his tongue inside her. A bolt of pure pleasure shot through her. But the groan she heard was his.
    He moved away, then his hand came down on her ass in a hard, stinging slap. She gasped in surprise, then moved into his hand, into the pain. She didn’t want to think about why, didn’t care right now.
    â€œI’m going to spank the hell out of you. I need to.”
    She whimpered, spread her thighs a little wider.
    â€œOh, you are perfect,” he muttered.
    He smacked her again, a hard and fast volley of slaps that made her skin tingle and hurt. Her sex was absolutely dripping. Harder and harder he spanked her, until she could barely take it, could barely breathe. Just when the pain became too much to bear, he slipped his hand between her thighs and went to work on her clit, pinching and tugging with his fingers.
    He was working her so hard—her clit, her ass—she couldn’t think, couldn’t