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“You went sexy toy shopping with Stone?”

He shrugs. “You should see what he bought.” He cocks an eyebrow.

“No thanks.”

And with him looking at me, I wiggle on the couch. Because the idea of sex toys and a punishment while he calls me his little angel has me more turned on than I’ve ever been in my life. A wicked grin curls up his lips, and he kneels in front of me again and sets the toys on the sofa, but just out of my sightline unless I turn my head.

Only I can’t do that because I can’t look away from him.

His hands come up and over my head, and with it, a black blindfold is placed across my eyes. I gasp, and my panties are put back in my mouth.

“You can’t see, and you can’t speak. So I’m not going to bind your wrists because I want you to be able to stop me if you need to.” Something cold and wet is poured down the valley of my breasts that instantly recognize as brandy by the smell.

“Ah!”

“Don’t move.”

I squirm, and he slaps my pussy.

“I said don’t move.”

The liquid slides down the center of me and pools in my belly button. More is added, and it meets with the small pool before it overflows and continues south. It tickles and shocks but is one of the most erotic things to ever happen to me all atonce. Just as the brandy meets my pussy, my clit, he drinks it, licking and sucking and slurping it up along with me.

“Delicious. Here. Taste.” He sucks, deep and hard on my pussy, and a moment later, his mouth is back on mine, filled with brandy that I drink down, which is no easy feat given the panties wadded in my mouth. Some of it drips down my chin and jaw, and he uses his tongue to clean me.

“Good, isn’t it?”

I nod.

“You’re being such a good little angel for me. But now I want to test you.” He runs his finger up and down my slit.

“Oh god,” I garble and rock into him just as a buzzing starts, vibrating into the leather.

He runs a possessive hand up and down my body, touching every curve and swell I’m comprised of. “Pussy or ass?”

Holy crap.

“Pussy?” He rubs whatever vibrating thing that is against my clit and opening, making me squirm and writhe. “Or ass?” He dips the toy inside my pussy, getting it wet before he brings it further south and presses against the tight ring of muscle. I jolt at the feel of it. “Hmm. Look at that. I think both.”

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Athrill runs through me. A thrill unlike any I’ve experienced before. Not even when I’ve infiltrated the most secure systems. Liora is here with me. And she wants to play.

“You have such a pretty cunt.” I kiss it and thrust my tongue up inside her. “But I think I want to feel you beneath me when I make you come for the first time.”

I push her down on the cold, leather sofa, loving the eruption of goose bumps across her pretty, pale skin. She rolls easily to her belly, but then I’m on her, on top of her, pinning her hands and wrists between us.

She makes a yelping noise, but considering the dirty things we’ve already done, this shouldn’t surprise her. Quickly, I clean the toy while holding her down with my chest, but a moment later I reach beneath her until it’s back on her clit before I hook the other, longer curved wing inside of her.

“Holy fuck!” she screams, only for it to be stifled by the gag, the vibrations both internal and external more than a little intense. She bucks back against me, trying to free her hands,and I let them go because I told her I wouldn’t remove that freedom from her.

Even if I want to.

I adjust the toy a little, making sure I have it straight on her G-spot and clit.

She hits and yanks at the couch, even reaching back to pull at me. And the sexiest fucking thing? She’s grinding against the couch, rocking and fucking into the toy at the same time. It’s unbelievable, and I can’t help but rub my cock through my slacks against her ass. She is exquisite. Undeniably incredible.

I slide down her body, taking her legs and moving them on either side of my shoulders. She makes a noise of protest, likely because I’m practically face deep in her ass and cunt, but she’ll get over it. I push my hand into her back for two reasons. One, so she doesn’t fall off the couch, and two, so she knows I’m still commanding her. But I also want to see this.