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I slid up and kissed her.

When our lips parted, I murmured, “That was one. Let's go for five.”

She shook her head and protested, “But I’ve tried, I can't orgasm more than once.”

“Let's try, huh? Let me worry about making you come; you just enjoy.”

Hesitantly, Amantha said, “Okay.”

“Be loud, be confident, ask for what you want.”

“Yes, sir.”

I smiled.

I was going to play her body like a chessboard. One down, four to go.

My head dipped down, and I captured a nipple between my lips. I plucked the other nipple with my fingertips.

Amantha moaned with pleasure.

I worked her nipples over, switching between them and offering each equal treatment.

She tried to slip her fingers into my hair but I put her wrist above her head and stopped every time she tried to touch me. Eventually, she left her hands above her head.

My mouth sucked, and licked, and tugged on each nipple. I brought her to the pain/pleasure point as she gasped and panted.

I trailed my fingers down her pussy. She was soaked.

I easily slid two fingers inside, thrusting them when they were in her. I kept sucking her nipples, alternating between them.

It didn't take long before she cried out my name and came again,

I pulled my fingers out and came back up to kiss her.

I pulled away to ask, “Can I do what I want to you?” I pressed a kiss to her throat.

She panted, “Within reason. Yes to light spanking, no to caning.”

There was an easy reminder that she was a romance reader. I didn't have anything like that, anyway.

“Okay. What about anal play? Has anyone else ever been in the ass?”

She kissed me. “No one has been there. But I trust you.”

Yes.

“Thank you, sugar tits.”

She laughed. “Treat me right, salty balls.”

I went back between her legs. For orgasm number three, I'd finger her and tongue her pussy. For orgasm number four, I'd put her on her knees and see how she liked it when I rimmed her ass and fingered her pussy at the same time. For orgasm number five, I definitely had to fuck her. Maybe her pussy this time so she wouldn't be sore — but I was taking that ass virginity at some point.

Chapter 29

I awoke on a cold, hard floor.

What the fuck was going on?

I'd fallen asleep in a nice, warm bed beside Amantha. Why was I asking up here? Was this a punishment because I was supposed to be on the couch?

Someone groaned nearby.

I blinked toward the noise.

As my eyes adjusted to the dark, I could make out three forms on the floor beside me. Walls and a low ceiling surrounded us.

A handprint glowed on the wooden door on the wall across from us. A lock?

What was that? Where was I? And who were these people?