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her down into the soft
bedding.
    As soon as she was down, he used the
backs of his hands to open her legs. Marc gazed at her pussy,
seeming as curious about her as she’d been about him. He lowered
between her splayed thighs and immediately started touching,
tasting, and tormenting her. His hands were everywhere, all at
once—on her clit, through her folds, and inside her channel. His
lips trailed his fingers, nipping at her slit and laving the little
nub at the core of her.
    She writhed under him when he put his
mouth to her entrance. Marc slipped his tongue inside her, flicking
it in and out like a miniature cock. He mimicked what she wanted
him to do. The thought of being split apart by his massive tool
both scared and excited her. Wetness eased from her, her mind and
his wicked mouth goading her to new heights.
    Marc pressed his mouth to her clit
while she grasped the comforter with both hands to prevent her from
coming off the bed. The fire of his mouth burned her, with every
lashing slice from his tongue. When he pushed two thick fingers
past her entrance, the pressure was overwhelming. She knew he
prepared her body for his entry, but he needed to hurry before she
was completely done for.
    Sofia gasped as he started moving his
fingers inside her. Palm up, he was making a motioning gesture
inside her, his two fingers massaging the walls behind her clit as
his tongue circled the little nub on the outside. The sensation was
immediately overpowering, and she realized he’d found her
g-spot.
    A cry tore from her lips, the pleasure
too much. “Too much” she said, the feeling too strong. “I can’t
…”
    He didn’t respond, only increased the
motions of his fingers inside her. White light burst behind her
eyelids, and her body was taut as a bowstring. Sofia came, harder
than she’d ever orgasmed in her life. Screams tore from her lips as
she felt wetness pooling between her legs. She pulled at his
shoulders, trying to get him to stop, but he kept on tormenting
her. Her clit was over-sensitized, and his touches bordered on
pain.
    On and on they went, his fingers never
letting up on the torture as the orgasm stretched out forever. Her
body shook, aftershocks that were as strong as the first wave
striking to crash through her. Sofia pulled his hand away, refusing
his further tantalizing so she could breathe again.
    She lay there, her body tingling all
over. Her lungs burned, her body weak. Sofia had never experienced
that kind of intensity before in her life.
    When she’d come back down
to earth and could breathe once more, she rallied up the energy to
speak. “What was that?”
    “ You’ve never had a g-spot
orgasm?” he asked with his wicked smile covering his
lips.
    “ No,” she replied weakly.
But she sure as hell wanted another. And soon. Marc could enslave
her with those.
    “ Did you like?” he
asked.
    “ Yes would be an
understatement,” she answered.
    Marc chuckled, sliding his fingers
back inside her. “It was a stupid question to ask. Your body told
me all I needed to know.”
    He started to make the
same motion, in the same spot, and she groaned. “I just came,” she said,
laughing. Sofia tried to pull his hands away, but he refused her
insistent tugs. Yes, she wanted another soon, but this was too
soon.
    “ I think I need to show
you who’s in charge here,” he said, withdrawing from her
body.
    Sofia took a deep breath, her head
finally stopping its spinning.
    Marc grasped the box and pulled out a
long black strap, with what appeared to be Velcro on either end. He
took one of her wrists and wrapped the thing around it. Too late,
she realized his intentions. Within a matter of seconds, he had
both her wrists bound and tied to the curved, wrought iron
headboard.
    “ Marc?”
    “ Shhh…” he countered
before slapping her ass cheek with one wide hand. The sting
reverberated through her, and she couldn’t ignore the blistering
heat the playful strike caused.
    Marc went back to his task,