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Blake brought his mouth to her left bud, flicking his tongue out. He grazed it across her areola, around the metal clip. Sensation shot through her and forced her hips to jerk.

She almost screamed from the shocking desire. She couldn’t handle this.

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“If you ever want me to stop Claire, show me two fingers. That’s the key, two fingers.” His words blew hot air across her nipples.

Stop? How could she want him to stop? The torture was so gloriously wonderful.

Then she thought of the paddle. The restraints.

Her pussy gushed like a waterfall, hungry for it all. “Blake, I need…”

“I didn’t ask you to talk. You’ve just earned yourself a punishment.” His eyes drifted to her clamped nipples once again. “And these. You did not tighten them near enough. What were you trying to get away with?” The dark, dangerous look in his eyes commanded her to scoot back farther on the mattress.

“I—” Blake grasped her by the ankles and flipped her over. She turned face first on the bed as his hands pushed her skirt to her waist. They found her underwear and ripped it off.

She never expected the first stinging slap of the paddle as it hit her virgin body. She arched and his hands caught her.

He pulled her across his knees, following with another sharp slap. The leather bit her skin. Instinct urged her to struggle and fight, though needy desire zapped through her like lightning.

She waited for the next blow, but it never came. Instead his fingers roamed her cleft, tracing every inch of her rear.

“I never imagined you were this beautiful. It’s like a dream, Claire.” She thought to respond, but reconsidered. She liked the way he touched her. So soft, intimate.

She had to admit, she liked him spanking her. But she liked this even more.

“It’s like you’re blossoming. Lately, you’ve transformed.” He chuckled lightly.

“Into a luscious woman ready to be plucked.”

His fingers slid between her crack, slipping lower and lower.

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“I’m so glad I’m the one to pluck you.”

His words made her heart squeeze, her insides curling. She was so glad too.

Reaching around, he used one hand to tweak her nipples. The cold, tight metal tugged sensation through her breasts.

He lifted her, his fingers still gripping hardened bud. He settled her belly down on the bed, running his hands along the length of her body.

“So beautiful and all mine, right?”

When she didn’t respond, his hand slipped between her legs. She couldn’t restrain her cry as he slowly slipped a finger inside her.

“When I ask you a question, answer.”

“Yes, yes,” she moaned. “I’m all yours.”

He plunged another finger inside her, widening her sheath.

“Say it louder. I want the neighbors to hear.”

“Yes, yes,” she screamed.

His fingers slipped free, leaving her hungry for his touch. With deft movements, he quickly stripped her naked then he released each of the clasps pinching her nipples, freeing the aching buds.

Climbing over her, he reached for the restraints. Her stomach knotted as he claimed each of her wrists and secured them, bending her body so she was forced onto all fours.

He spread her legs wide, so that the air hit her hot mons. Her clit pulsed in anticipation.

He pulled the chains tight as he fastened the leather around her ankles. When he finished, she could not move. She was paralyzed in the position, her rear in the air, her pussy gaping wide open.

He moved behind her, running his hands along her ass. Her muscles tightened in response, arousal electrifying her exposed labia. Claire braced herself, clueless as to what he would do next, but longing for it all the same.

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* * * * *

He hungered for her. Like a man starved, his mouth watered at the delicious sight of her sweet cheeks in the air. Blake’s lips descended on her soft skin, kissing a trail across her hips. Perhaps he liked things hard and rough, but Claire deserved unique treatment.

Claire was different from any other woman he’d ever touched. With them, it had been about the sex. Nothing more. But Claire was his friend, a lover. And there was her virginity to consider. He wanted her first time be special. Sweet. Passionate. He wanted to please her, not simply himself.

So he alternated between playing the role of the demanding lover and a sweeter one Spanking her had made his cock harder than a steel rod, but kissing her left him ready to explode.

“Call me master, Claire. Cry it.”

“Master,” she whimpered, her voice husky and muffled by the comforter. “Master.”

“Do you need me?”

“Oh, yes.”

He trailed his fingers between the sweet crevice of her ass, letting them pause on her anus. It puckered under his touch, but he left it alone. That he’d play with tomorrow.

Her pubic hairs glistened with her desire, her folds silky. He found her nub and pressed it with his thumb. He rubbed it in circles, loving the way her muscles tightened under his touch.

“Beg for it, Claire. Plead.”

“Blake…” She trailed off, breathless. “Blake, I need you. Please. Give it to me. Teach me.”

“I don’t know.”

He slipped one finger deep inside her, exploring her inner recesses.

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“Please! Please, more! I’m begging.”

“Keep begging. Tell me why I should, Claire. Or I might just stop now.” Removing his finger, he lowered his mouth to her mons. He licked her salty desire, front to back. She struggled to move, but could not escape as he lapped her round and round.

“Please, Blake, please. I’ll be a good girl. Please, please. Ah…” she moaned, burying her face in the black satin sheets.

Blake spread her labia wide open as he devoured her clit. He suckled the nub, sliding his fingers along her nether lips. She was plenty wet enough to take, but he enjoyed torturing her like this. Licking her pussy alone had him near ready to come.

He dipped his tongue deep into her slit, flicking around her interior. She tightened her muscles, squealing. “Blake!”

“You like that? Mmm,” he murmured into her dripping mound, suckling on one swollen fold. He reached and gave a sharp slap to her rear. “Scream it.”

“Yes!” she cried, arching against him and the bonds that held her. “Yes!”

“Good.” He took her clit between his fingers and rubbed it in circles. “Don’t stop, Claire, or else.”

“Or else…” she half asked, half panted.

“Or else…” He followed with a whack to her bottom.

To Blake’s surprise, she remained quiet. He could almost feel her holding her breath. A smile broadened his face. So, she wasn’t kidding when she said they’d get along famously. She was deliberately trying to lead him into more punishment.

His affection for her burst, from friendship and attraction, to full-blown love. Claire
was
the woman for him.

His cock pulsed. His heart beat like a drum. He longed to give her what she wanted—a well-deserved spanking and then some, but he restrained himself. Even if she desired it, she was new to this, to sex. He needed to take it slowly, to introduce her 30

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one step at a time. He didn’t want to overwhelm or scare her. Today he’d take her virginity. Tomorrow, he’d take things a step further.

He cupped her rear, gripping the reddened cheeks in his in palms. Her skin heated under his touch as he spread her wide open. He nudged his erection against her, letting the head nudge her yawning cunt. He rubbed it up and down, over the glistening hole, wetting his rod for easier entry.

Positioning himself, he drew a deep breath and prepared to take her virginity.

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Claire readied herself for his entry, nervous about the pain and excited about the pleasure that would follow. Her clit pulsed, her pussy dripped, ready for him.

Oh. God. Why was he taking so long? She needed him to fill her, to satisfy her lust.

Had he changed his mind?

No! He couldn’t. She wanted him too much. Not just for the baby, but for herself too.

His cock ceased its torturous caress, nudging her slit. Her opening throbbed for fulfillment, yawning for him to pump into her. Grasping her hips, he plunged into her.

She screamed, her body tensing against the bonds that held her. Part of her cursed them, unable to wriggle away, but part of her was thankful. She couldn’t move, couldn’t escape his entry and she wanted it that way. Her virgin sex rebelled against the entry, her muscles fiercely tight around him as he slowly thrust into her, working deeper.

A sudden, sharp pain cut through her as he broke through her hymen. Slowly the hurt faded as her muscles relaxed around him. He moved in and out very carefully.

Her desire overwhelmed the discomfort of the entry. She pushed her rear against him, asking for more. He gave it to her, increasing the pressure of his thrusts. He kneaded her rear, grasping it as he rocked her body.

Pleasure she didn’t know existed spread through her, heating her, making her desperate and needy. She wished he’d go faster. Slower. That it would continue. End.

She didn’t know what she wanted.

Thank God he did.

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He worked his hips, diving deep within her. His hand reached around and found her clit. He pressed the nub, rubbing in circles. Ecstasy rushed through her and her body rose to new heights.

She burst, coming in a series of convulsions around his cock. The orgasm rippled through her body, a million tiny sparks igniting in her. Her pleasure peaked, then faded, leaving her panting and exhausted.

She longed to collapse on the bed, but still, the bonds held her, she was at the mercy of his touch. He continued to ram into her with three hard thrusts before he yanked out.

His shaft jerked, his warm seed spreading over her ass.

He held there a moment, then moved off her.

“Easy. Let me clean you, then I’ll free you from the restraints.” He walked away, leaving her. She held her breath, feeling more exposed than ever. Raw.

How could anything be more intimate then this? She was at his mercy, her ass in the air, his cum all over her, waiting. They would never look at each other the same way again.

Blake returned. He climbed over her, wiping the folds of her pussy with a warm cloth. She squeezed herself tight as he roamed to her clit, causing a shock of desire. He cleaned away his cum, slowly, carefully. Lovingly.

“You’ve amazed me, Claire. I never knew.” He fingers traced light patterns across her back. “I’m very pleased, indeed.”

“Neither did I,” she murmured, turning her head to face him. “Boy did I have you pegged wrongly. I always thought you were uptight. All those crazy lists.”

“Well,” he chuckled, looking at his cock. “Maybe I’m overorganized in some ways.

But I know how to enjoy myself.”

He released the buckles, freeing her from the bonds. She collapsed on the bed as he pulled them away.

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“Patience, my dear. We aren’t quite done yet.”

“We aren’t?”

“Oh, no. We’re simply taking a break. I thought we’d soak in the hot tub, talk a little, maybe eat something.” Cupping her chin, he drew her into a short, hot kiss. He suckled her bottom lip, making her flood with desire once again, then released her, murmuring over her lips. “I assure you, you don’t know the half of it yet.”

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The setting sun streaked across the horizon, shooting golden daggers of light across his backyard. Blake glanced out the kitchen window at Claire, who soaked in the steaming water of the hot tub. Naked. Already she behaved so boldly. By God, the woman surprised him. He’d never been more fascinated with anyone than he was with her right now.

If she’d asked him six months ago to go on a date, he would’ve laughed. Claire was his best friend.

Pouring two glasses of wine, he shook his head. Claire, shy, sweet Claire.

Who would have guessed? Now that he thought about it, she was perfect for him.

How many weekends had they spent together, camping out in the living room, watching
Star Wars
marathons, or competing with the latest PlayStation craze? Around each other, they could act like kids, laugh and play, without embarrassment. Lord knew he wasn’t that comfortable with anyone else.

They had a solid, trusted relationship and so much in common, including the desire to settle down. Now, their bond included great sex.

What a pleasant shock.

He only had two worries misbalancing his list. He hated the way Claire was such a workaholic. He wanted a wife who came home for dinner, one who cared more about him than if her numbers added up correctly. He didn’t know if he could deal with the way she became so obsessed when a client was on her mind, especially at tax time.

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But worse, what if her shot in the dark at getting pregnant didn’t work? What if she could never have kids?

That had him more confused than anything. He wanted to have kids, but couldn’t blame her if she couldn’t. In the end, he knew he had to give her the chance to have a baby. That’s what best friends did. They supported each other.

Blake sighed. Enough with the heavy thoughts. There were only a few hours left before it was time to retire. He had to wake early to teach a women’s self-defense class.

He cradled the two glasses of blush wine and carried them with him as he headed out onto the deck. No sooner did he step out the sliding glass door, than Claire’s big brown eyes locked on him. A smile curved her lips. “Wine. Perfect.”

“Yes. Hopefully, soon you won’t be able to drink it anymore.” He nodded, his tone insinuating. “You’re whole life will change once you get pregnant.”

“That’s what I want.” She flashed him a smile and sank deeper in the water.

Unable to help his eager appraisal, his eyes drifted to her sleek neck, savoring her pearly skin.