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to do right now.”

I lean down and lick her nipples, gently biting.

“Does that hurt?”

“Yes.”

“Do you like it when it hurts?”

“Oh, yes.”

“Imagine how you’re going to feel once I finally put my big, hard cock inside of your tight, wet little pussy.”

“Amazing.”

“Is that all?”

“Relieved. Orgasmic. Please, Grant…stop teasing me. I can’t take any more.”

“You don’t even know how this begins.”

Maya’s hips arch, calling out in desperation for release.

“I’m doing whatever I want with you because I feel like it. When my mouth lands between your legs, that’s because I want to feast on your sweet nectar. Yes, I said nectar. Got it?”

“Uh-huh.”

“When I fuck your face, that’s because you’re my good little Maya. My Maya. Mine.”

“And I take care of your needs,” she whimpers.

God, she’s good.

She’s frowning, almost crying from pleasure now.

“Please, Grant. I think I might die if you don’t touch me. I’m begging you. I’ll do anything.”

I kneel between her legs, rubbing my tip across her opening.

“Well, then…”

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moans.

I pull back, and head to my suitcase to get another tool.

“We’d better get started.”

“No, Grant. Please,” she begs. “Give me your cock, please.”

I plug in the toy, turn it on, and it makes a buzzing sound.

“What’s that?!” she asks.

“This, my lady, is a magic wand.”

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She whispers, “What are you going to do with that?”

“I’m going to run this on your clit and make you come harder than you’ve ever come in your life. You’re going to be reduced to a whimpering, curled-up ball of sweat, skin, and arousal. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging for mercy.”

“Dear Lord in Heaven.”

“Yes? Is there a prayer you want answered?”

“No.”

“There’s a catch, though.”

“Damn you.”

“You can only come when I say you can come,” I grin.

“Seriously?” The look on her face is priceless. I even have to smile wondering why I’m doing this—is it sheerly the role-playing thing we’ve been doing? Or what is my goal besides some terrific hot sex with the girl I’ve come to love.

“Imagine being pushed to the brink but holding it in so desperately that when you come, it’s hundreds of times stronger than normal.”

I position myself to her side, kneeling on the bed. She can’t see how hard I am. How absolutely turned on all of this makes me.

I’ve never done something like this before, and I think I’m discovering that I like being in control. Especially when that control also involves a ridiculous amount of pleasure for my Maya.

I slide a hand down her stomach, rubbing the nub of her clit.

“Oh yes, Grant.”

I watch her squirm, listen to her breath, loving the cute little moans that escape her. Finally, I curl one finger inside her, then two.

“Yes. Thank you.”

I grin. You know it’s a good tease when your girl is thanking you.

As much as I love our quick and dirty hook-ups on campus…the way we’re drawing this out is giving me a high.

“Unhhh…” she moans. “Grant, can I come, please?”

“Already? I’ve barely started.”

“I’m so close.”

“I love how easily you can come.”

“So that’s a yes?”

“No.”

“You suck.”

I pull my fingers out. “What was that?”

“Sorry.” She clears her throat. “Sorry, sir. Oooh. This is kind of fun, actually. I like calling you sir.”

I pulse my fingers on her clit again, and her breathing turns shallow.

“Yes. Right there. Like that. Oh, just like that.”

She turns her head from side to side, clenching her teeth. The girl definitely has an oral fixation, so I’ll have to help her out with that.

Especially seeing as how thick and rock hard I am right now.

I pull myself up to my knees, and with my right hand I grab the magic wand and switch it on.

“Open your mouth.”

She licks her lips and opens wide.

At the same time she takes my hard length in her mouth, I press the nub of the vibrating wand into her.

She tries to moan, and all that happens is she gags desperately on my cock.

Fuck, she feels so good as I fuck her face, her legs and hips dancing with pleasure. Her skin has streaks of pink all over, and especially right above her chest.

I tug her head away from my cock, and she takes a few desperate breaths.

“May I please come?”

“Not yet.”

She’s so perfectly beautiful, but still impatient. I’m not taking her orgasm lightly, and when she finally comes, it’s going to send shockwaves across the damn universe.

But it has to be just right.

“You’re so beautiful,” I tell her through my hazy high. “If you could only see yourself.”

“I want to. Grant…record this.”

My skin tingles.