bucked against the inserted dildo. When her bottom slid forward in the seat as she tried to stimulate herself, Seanâs hand finally dropped, holding the base of the sex toy in place, giving her the resistance she required.
âThatâs right. Fuck yourself,â he murmured as he watched her brace her feet on the floor, making her hips rise off the seat. She began to thrust her slit up and down on the rubber shaft.
âGod damn it. Why are you making me work for it?â the woman squealed as she pumped wildly.
âYou want something different?â
âI want to get it . . .
hard
,â the woman spat out as she thrashed against the dildo. âWell, since you asked so sweetly.â He stood and grabbed her splayed thighs, pushing them back firmly until the womanâs pelvis rolled back. He pinned her spread knees to the back of the chair with a forearm. He leaned over the side of the chair, his profile to Genevieve. With his other hand, he began plunging the dildo into the womanâs pussy, giving her the hard fuck sheâd asked for. The blonde keened and thrashed her hips in wild excitement.
He slid the dildo all the way into her and turned the rectangular base until it hit the womanâs exposed clit. His fingers pressed and circled, vibrating the hard rubber against the sensitive tissues.
The woman shook in orgasm. When her screams of passion quieted, he let go of her restrained legs. He leaned down and inserted an erect nipple into his mouth, his cheeks hollowing out as he supplied a firm suction. He vibrated the base of the dildo against her clit even more stringently than before.
The blonde woman cried out in agonized pleasure as her orgasm notched back up again to its original potent blast. Genevieve must have whimpered in mixed misery and arousal, because suddenly Seanâs head whipped around.
The woman continued to keen and moan while she gushed in climax, and Sean pinned Genevieve with his stare. His fierce, blue-eyed gaze hit her like a bolt of electricity. Her muscles jerked, the harsh movement awakening her from her trance.
The next thing she knew, she was flying blindly down the hallway. She heard him call out to her, his voice sounding flat with incredulity. He called out again, this time sounding closer . . . too near for her to make it all the way to the front door without him overtaking her.
She thought she might shatter into a million pieces if Sean put his hands on her at that moment. She fumbled for the master bedroom door and rushed inside.
â
Genny.
What the hellââ His exclamation was cut off when Genevieve slammed the door and swiftly turned the lock. The handle jerked. His hand thumped on the door. She pressed her back against the wood, straining to
hear in the taut silence that followed.
âGenny.â
She clamped her burning eyes shut at the softly uttered plea. It must be a hollow-core door, because she could actually hear him quite well. It sounded like heâd spoken with his forehead pressed against the crack between the door and frame. They were only inches apartâ
âYou picked a hell of a time to come waltzing back into my life,â he said, his low voice vibrating with emotion.
âI didnât know youâd be here.â
âObviously.â
She licked her tear-spattered lips. For the first time, she realized her face was soaked. She must have been crying for a while now . . . maybe since sheâd first heard Seanâs easy drawl resounding from the depths of the penthouse.
âGo
away
, Sean.â Her heart thundered in her ears in the pause that followed. The door gave slightly, as though heâd just pushed himself off it.
âI was here first.â
âYou can go straight to hell second, boy.â
His chuckle sounded appreciative . . . amused.
Sad.
âJust give me a minute to tell her good-bye.â For a second, she thought heâd
âThatâs right. Fuck yourself,â he murmured as he watched her brace her feet on the floor, making her hips rise off the seat. She began to thrust her slit up and down on the rubber shaft.
âGod damn it. Why are you making me work for it?â the woman squealed as she pumped wildly.
âYou want something different?â
âI want to get it . . .
hard
,â the woman spat out as she thrashed against the dildo. âWell, since you asked so sweetly.â He stood and grabbed her splayed thighs, pushing them back firmly until the womanâs pelvis rolled back. He pinned her spread knees to the back of the chair with a forearm. He leaned over the side of the chair, his profile to Genevieve. With his other hand, he began plunging the dildo into the womanâs pussy, giving her the hard fuck sheâd asked for. The blonde keened and thrashed her hips in wild excitement.
He slid the dildo all the way into her and turned the rectangular base until it hit the womanâs exposed clit. His fingers pressed and circled, vibrating the hard rubber against the sensitive tissues.
The woman shook in orgasm. When her screams of passion quieted, he let go of her restrained legs. He leaned down and inserted an erect nipple into his mouth, his cheeks hollowing out as he supplied a firm suction. He vibrated the base of the dildo against her clit even more stringently than before.
The blonde woman cried out in agonized pleasure as her orgasm notched back up again to its original potent blast. Genevieve must have whimpered in mixed misery and arousal, because suddenly Seanâs head whipped around.
The woman continued to keen and moan while she gushed in climax, and Sean pinned Genevieve with his stare. His fierce, blue-eyed gaze hit her like a bolt of electricity. Her muscles jerked, the harsh movement awakening her from her trance.
The next thing she knew, she was flying blindly down the hallway. She heard him call out to her, his voice sounding flat with incredulity. He called out again, this time sounding closer . . . too near for her to make it all the way to the front door without him overtaking her.
She thought she might shatter into a million pieces if Sean put his hands on her at that moment. She fumbled for the master bedroom door and rushed inside.
â
Genny.
What the hellââ His exclamation was cut off when Genevieve slammed the door and swiftly turned the lock. The handle jerked. His hand thumped on the door. She pressed her back against the wood, straining to
hear in the taut silence that followed.
âGenny.â
She clamped her burning eyes shut at the softly uttered plea. It must be a hollow-core door, because she could actually hear him quite well. It sounded like heâd spoken with his forehead pressed against the crack between the door and frame. They were only inches apartâ
âYou picked a hell of a time to come waltzing back into my life,â he said, his low voice vibrating with emotion.
âI didnât know youâd be here.â
âObviously.â
She licked her tear-spattered lips. For the first time, she realized her face was soaked. She must have been crying for a while now . . . maybe since sheâd first heard Seanâs easy drawl resounding from the depths of the penthouse.
âGo
away
, Sean.â Her heart thundered in her ears in the pause that followed. The door gave slightly, as though heâd just pushed himself off it.
âI was here first.â
âYou can go straight to hell second, boy.â
His chuckle sounded appreciative . . . amused.
Sad.
âJust give me a minute to tell her good-bye.â For a second, she thought heâd
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