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Usually when she was out on a date, or a possible hook up,

she stuck to wine. It didn't fog her brain as much. But vodka

stingers were what she'd been drinking both times with Mark.

Something was definitely weird here.

She waited until the bartender came over and took their

orders before asking her question. "So, do you come here a

lot? To this place?"

"Now and then. I don't think I've ever seen you here. Have

I?"

She shook her head. "I'm sure I'd remember. It's just

that..." She let her voice trail off, wondering how to phrase

her next sentence.

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"Just that what?" he prompted.

"I know this will sound like I need a straitjacket, but

sometimes do you ever find this place, well, different?"

"Different?" He raised one thick eyebrow. "In what way?"

"I mean..." She wet her lips. "Like different inside."

Holy shit. He'll really think I'm a head case. I would if I

were him.

But Jake just laughed. "Not that I recall. Danny's

just...Danny's. You know?" He leant closer to her, his head

less than an inch from hers. "Your hair smells like roses. Does

the rest of you smell just as good?"

"Excuse me?' Lisa took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

What was going on here?

With his free hand, he brushed her hair aside and licked

the nape of her neck. "Tastes good, too."

She knew she should push him away. Express outrage.

Throw her drink in his face. But the touch of his tongue to her

skin sent shivers skittering down her spine. She looked

around, wondering if
Danny's Pub
had suddenly turned into

Interlude
, but everything seemed the same. Loud, noisy,

crowded, open booths, jammed tables.

Except...

Suddenly, she had the same uninhibited feeling she'd had

with Mark, in the bar that it seemed didn't really exist. Was it

her hormones going crazy or was this place really...

No! Stop it! You're so horny you're letting your brain run

away.

Still...

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And Jake continued nibbling at her neck, his breath warm

against her skin.

"I'll stop if you tell me to," he murmured.

Instead, she shifted in her seat and leaned further back,

bending her head to give him better access. Heat sizzled

through her body, and her hardened nipples pressed painfully

against the restraining fabric of her bra. She couldn't find
any

words, let alone the ones to tell him to leave her alone.

"So you
don't
want me to stop." He tossed back the rest of

his drink. "You can also tell me if you don't want to take me

home with you. But I think you do."

Take him home with me? What kind of slut am I turning

into? No, I'm not taking him anywhere. In fact, I'm getting

out of here right now. This is some kind of madness. Maybe

I'm dreaming the whole thing.

So then, whose voice was it that said, "Yes, I do."

Jake threw some money on the bar. Lisa looked up and

knew she had to be mistaken. That couldn't be a knowing,

barely perceptible nod Jake and the bartender exchanged,

could it?

She slid off the barstool, grabbing her briefcase and jacket.

She walked just ahead of him to the door and called over her

shoulder, "My car's in the garage next door."

The smoky sound of his laugh reached her even through

the din of the crowd and sent another round of shivers

skating through her.

Only because he reminds me of Mark.

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On the drive to her house, Jake fiddled with the radio until

he found something soft and bluesy he liked then he eased

one hand over to her thigh.

"If you distract me, I won't be able to drive," she warned

him.

"Oh, I think you can multitask," he told her. "You seem

like a very smart lady to me."

One hand slid beneath her skirt and she wished she didn't

have on pantyhose. His fingers caressed her inner thigh, soft

as a feather, dancing on her skin in time to the music. His

pinkie finger wiggled to her crotch, probing through the thin

material of her pantyhose.

"Nice and wet," he murmured. "I knew you would be. You

have no idea the things we're going to do together."

Lisa didn't know how she managed to get to her house

without killing them, what with Jake probing her pussy and

telling her what he wanted to do with her body. They were

barely inside before he pressed her against the wall and took

her mouth in a bruising kiss, his tongue probing, demanding,

locking with hers. His fingers threaded through her hair,

holding her head in place as he licked her lips and nibbled on

them, slanting his mouth this way and that to give himself a

better angle.

When he finally broke the kiss, they were both panting.

"I want you naked," he said in a guttural voice. "Now."

She managed to get her jacket off before he brushed her

fingers aside and took over himself. Buttons popped as he

ripped open her blouse, deft fingers unclipped her bra. No

sooner were her breasts free than he pulled one nipple into

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his mouth, circling it with his tongue over and over again. His

hand kneaded her other breast, squeezing and rubbing it,

chafing one finger back and forth over a nipple.

Lisa moaned low in her throat, heat sizzling through her

body from her breasts to her cunt and all points in between.

Jake's mouth was a hot caress on her hardened, aching

nipples, pulling them with his lips, drawing them out until

they were swollen and engorged.

She wriggled her hands down to unbutton and unzip her

skirt, barely kicking it away before Jake grabbed her

pantyhose and thong and ripped them away.

"I'll buy you new ones," he whispered, dropping to his

knees and trailing his mouth from the valley between her

breasts to her mound. He hissed in a breath when his lips

encountered naked skin.

"Do you like it like that?" she could barely get the words

out. She'd shaved last night, hoping against hope that today

it would rain and she'd find
Interlude
open again.

"I love it." His words were muffled as he buried his mouth

against her, his tongue following the line of her slit, lapping at

her like a man dying of thirst.

He nudged her legs further apart, and she anchored her

fingers in the thick silk of his hair for balance. His tongue was

doing wonderful things to her, licking at the lips of her cunt,

flicking the throbbing nub of her clit. His big hands gripped

her thighs and his thumbs slid against her outer lips.

Then his tongue was inside her, fucking her, while his

thumbs moved up to tease and torment her clit. Her lips

moved as much as he allowed, and she rode the stiff surface

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of his tongue. In and out it slid, in time to the movement of

his thumbs on her clit. Faster and faster he moved, until the

orgasm burst from her, shaking her so hard she would have

fallen except for her grip on Jake's hair.

His tongue never stopped until the last tremor had pulsed

through her body and she pressed limply against the wall.

Jake rose to his feet, her juices glistening on his skin, a

self-satisfied grin on his face. He kissed her, giving her an

intimate taste of herself.

"One of us is overdressed," he said, nuzzling her neck.

Then he lifted her in his arms. "Which way's your bedroom?"

* * * *

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Chapter Two

* * * *

was...magnificent. Thick and swollen and long, with a broad,

dark-red head that looked like velvet. From her position in

front of him on her knees, she saw it in every tiny detail,

framed by a pair of well-muscled thighs. Below it, the heavy

sac holding his testicles tempted her to reach out and touch

it, but it was impossible with her hands bound behind her

back with handcuffs.

"What a dilemma I had," Jake said, his voice thick with

lust. "I couldn't decide if I wanted to fuck your pussy first or

your adorable ass with that enticing brown hole winking at

me. But then I thought, if I fuck your mouth and pull out

before I come, I can have the best of both worlds. Does that

make you hot to think about it?"

"Yes." Oh, god, did it!

"Throw your shoulders back more," he ordered. "You have

beautiful breasts. I want to see them thrust out. See those

mouth-watering nipples pointing straight at me."

Lisa straightened as much as she could, boldly thrusting

her chest forward. Jake's cock bobbed less than two inches

away from her. The musky scent of him tantalised her

nostrils, and she licked her lips in anticipation.

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"All right, then," he said softly. Taking his thick shaft in

one hand, he guided it to her lips, rubbing the head against

the bottom lip, letting the drop of pre-cum moisten the flesh.

Lisa swiped at it with the tip of her tongue, pulling the tiny

bead of liquid into her mouth and savouring its taste.

Jake's eyes smouldered as he looked at her. "Like that, do

you? Let's see how you like the whole thing. Open wide, Lisa.

Take me all the way in."

He was gentle with her, easing himself into her mouth just

a little at a time. Lisa tilted her head back to be able to take

more of him as his cock slid over her tongue and down her

throat. He stretched her mouth to capacity, enormous as he

was, but it was a welcome feeling and teased her with how it

would feel when he was inside her cunt.

Or her ass!

Jesus, would she be able to take something that big in her

ass?

As if reading her mind, Jake chuckled, a strained sound as

he rocked his hips and fucked her hot, wet mouth.

"Don't you worry, sweet thing. When we get down to the

real business, you'll be able to take me. No problem."

Lisa sucked harder on his shaft, fluttering her tongue

against the underside, wishing he would increase the pace of

his movements. She felt her own juices on the insides of her

thighs and the insistent throbbing deep in her pussy. She

brought her teeth into play, raking the tender skin just

enough to draw a faint growl from Jake.

"No," she protested when he jerked back his hips and

withdrew completely from her mouth.

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"Oh, yes, sweet thing. I might spill myself in your mouth

another time, but not the first time."

He reached down and lifted her to her feet, then as if she

were nothing more than air placed her on the bed, on her

knees, face down, hands still bound. Pulling the pillows

towards them, he placed them beneath her so her head

rested comfortably and there were sufficient pillows beneath

her tummy so her ass was raised in the air.

"Beautiful," he murmured, stroking his hand over the flesh

of her buttocks. "What a gorgeous playground. Let's see what

kind of toys you keep around here."

Knowing what he'd find, Lisa blushed as he opened the

drawer of her nightstand.

"Um, Jake? I don't think—"

"Oh, but I do." She could hear the heat of desire in his

chuckle. "I definitely do. What an interesting collection you

have. I think we can add to our pleasure here."

Lisa turned her head to see what he'd chosen and blushed

even more to see the small, tapestry-covered box that held

her Ben Wa balls, and the slim case that contained the

vibrating feather. Jake placed all of them on the nightstand,

along with the tube of gel she kept in the drawer. The images

paraded in her mind made her even hotter. As wet as she

surely was, she was sure Jake could smell the scent of her

arousal by now.

He climbed onto the bed behind her, kneeling between her

outspread thighs, and ran the tip of one finger up and down

the length of her slit.
Inside me!
she wanted to shout, but she

sensed Jake would go at his own speed.

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He caressed the lips and inner flesh of her pussy in a slow,

rhythmic stroke until she was sure she'd lose her mind, but

when he leaned down and licked the entire exposed area, she

couldn't help the groan of need she emitted.

Please, please, please,
she pleaded silently.

"I've always liked the way these worked," Jake said,

pulling the lips of her cunt wide with the fingers of one hand

and inserting the feather with the other. "I've watched it drive

women crazy to the point where they'd do anything to finally

get off. Don't you agree, sweet thing?"