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penetrating through the sheer, satin material. He put one hand on each of her inner thighs before pressing a firm kiss against her mound. When was the last time a man had gone down on her? It was pathetic that she couldn’t remember. Hell, she wasn’t sure she could even remember the last time she’d had sex. She groaned and tried to wiggle closer to him.
                  “I told you not to move!” He nipped at her, catching her panties and one of her lips in his teeth. She cried out and stilled, tightening her grip on the bars of the headboard. He resumed his slow, torturous onslaught tease of her sex with hot kisses and feather light caresses until she was panting with need. Then he gathered her panties to the side and flicked his tongue over her clit. Olivia half screamed, half moaned. She was so fucking horny that little bit of contact had her mind swirling and her body tensing for an orgasm. Most of the reason was because of Dean, because of what he was doing to her. But the other reason was because her last boyfriend wasn’t very adventurous in the bedroom. Then again, she wasn’t either.
                  “Mmm,” Dean hummed against her folds. “You taste so good, Olivia. And you’re so eager.” He chuckled. “It makes my cock so hard to know that you’re hot for me.” He slowly licked up one side of her folds and down the other. She swore the room exploded into hundreds of different colors. “Do you want to come?”
                  “Yes, Sir,” she whimpered. Christ, she couldn’t believe it. All he’d done was kiss her, pinch her nipples, and lick her clit and she was ready to come already. It used to take her a long time to get to this point with her ex, and most of the time, he finished way before she was even close. So the fact that a complete stranger could get her off so quickly was exciting and a little terrifying. It was like she had no control over her body.
                  He shoved two fingers into her pussy, his tongue circling her clit, and she lost it. Her hips bucked, lifting her ass off the bed. Dean pinned her down with an arm across her stomach and continued to finger her. “Yeah, that’s it, Olivia. Let it go. Give it to me, baby. Let me taste you.”
    Sweet Lord, his voice, his words – no one had ever spoken to her like that before. And then she did as he’d asked. She gave him a taste of herself. It all happened so fast. The way her orgasm tore through her body was violent and intense, and she nearly passed out from the sheer force of it. Her fingers and hands ached from holding the bars on the headboard so damn tight.  She wanted nothing more than to squeeze her thighs together to ease the throbbing tremors that were wracking her core, but she couldn't because her ankles were still tied to the bed.
    D ean brought his body up to cover hers, and then he kissed her. Her taste lingered on his lips and it was erotic to taste herself on him like that. What was even more erotic was that she was getting aroused again. Normally, if she were lucky enough to orgasm, she was good for a few days. But with Dean, she found herself craving more. Without thinking about it, she let go of the headboard and put her arms around his neck. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. “Uh-uh. No letting go, remember,” he said, drawing out her bottom lip with his teeth before kissing her again.
    “Yes, Sir, sorry.”
    “I'm going to tell you something, Olivia,” he said as he released her hands and kneeled between her legs again. Then he began to unbutton his pants. “Something I’ve never said to any sub before. Do you want to know what it is?”
    “Yes, Sir.” Her curiosity was piqued.
    He smiled down at her in that cocky arrogant way he had about him. “No sub, no woman has ever made me has hard as you have,” he pulled a condom from his pants pocket, and then pulled his pants down over his hips, “which is why I need to