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“You want me to untie you?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

My orgasm was subsiding now, aftershocks shuddering though me.

“Lay down on the futon.”

I moved to lie down as instructed, head by one armrest, feet at the other. He wedged one of his legs between me and the back of the futon and kept the other on the floor, then bent over me, tugged my leg aside, and licked my pussy, once, slowly. His cock was over my face, hard, sticky from my pussy, begging for me.

“Suck my cock, Temple.” Another command.

And, yet again, I did what he told me. I wanted to, though. That was the only reason. I’m not the type to let myself be ordered around by anyone. I’ve walked out on executive producers who thought they could order me around. Some guy thinks he can tell me what to do? Hell no. But Duke…I had no control over my reactions. He commanded me to take his cock into my mouth, and so….

I lifted up and captured his cock with my mouth, took him to the back of my throat, and then sank back down, tilting him away from his body so I could slide my mouth up his cock from tip to root. His mouth was on my pussy, his tongue moving, his lips kissing, as if he was making out with my vagina. Slow, thorough. Pushing me from subsiding aftershocks to writhing as another climax welled up inside me, and this time the hums and moans and gasps were muffled by the thick salty musky tang of his cock in my mouth, nudging the back of my throat as I lifted my face up toward his body, taking him deeper each time.

Whatever magic it was he had over my body worked again, bringing me to orgasm within a couple minutes, making me shudder and writhe, struggling to free my hands, orgasming, and sucking his cock all at the same time. I was lost to the experience, totally committed. No holding back. I felt him push past the back of my throat as I lifted up, groaning around him as I shuddered and writhed and came, and then I had to open my throat as he went deeper, my breath snorting out of my nose he filled my throat. Too much, too much—and then he was gone, pulling out of my mouth as if sensing what I needed before I even had a chance to make a sound.

I felt his hand under me, moving, pulling at the shirt, and then my wrists were free and he was tossing the shirt across the room. Instantly, my hands flew out to clutch his cock, stroking, plunging, caressing, feeling my own saliva slick on his shaft, still moaning as wave after wave of my second climax shattered through me, rendering me helpless to do anything then except hold onto his erection and shriek and gasp and come.

He devoured me through it, licking and suckling every last shred of orgasm out of me, until I was limp and gasping.

And then he stood up. “That’s two orgasms in ten minutes, princess.”

I was still panting, shuddering, thighs trembling from aftershocks. “What?”

“Our deal?”

My brain wasn’t firing on all cylinders just yet. “Deal?”

He leaned down over me, and I smelled my pussy on his breath. I didn’t mind it—my pussy smelled pretty good, if I say so myself, and when he kissed me earlier, I tasted myself on his mouth, which also wasn’t unpleasant. “You go down on me, I go down on you. If you come more than once, I decide what we do next.”

“Oh.” I stared up at him. “So…what are we doing next?”

I wasn’t sure what to expect. Anal? Another BJ? I wasn’t even sure what I wanted.

“Stand up.” His voice was low and quiet, but still a very clear command.

One which, yet again, I was powerless to refuse. So I stood up, and Duke took my place on the futon.

“Fuck me,” he ordered. “Ride me until we both come.”

“Condom?”

He quirked an eyebrow and reached for me, pulled me closer. “I was just bare inside you.”

“That was a mistake,” I said, resisting his pull, both literal and metaphorical.

He shook his head. “Fancy, you think I’d have done that if I wasn’t clean?”

“How do you know I’m clean and protected?”

“I don’t.”

I shook my head. “Then you’re an idiot.”

“A very, very careful idiot,” he said. “You’re the only girl I’ve done anything like this with, ever. I’m safe, always. But you…you make me crazy. This whole thing…it’s fucking crazy.”

“I’m always safe too, but…”