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pressed against my neck in a prelude of the pain to come.
    "Yes." Another moan and I squeezed his fingers, my muscles working with them to enhance my pleasure and push me closer to climax.
    Through the lace underwear, he rubbed the low-centered split of my mound, manipulating my clit up and down. "Are you close?"
    "Yes…" I panted, my ass grinding at him.
    Hips thrusting, his fingers a stand-in for his cock, Collin drove me straight up to the edge of release, waiting until I was gasping and mindlessly groaning, juices running down my thighs as my cunt whipped around his fingers and then he abruptly pulled away a split second before I could trip over that line. Capturing my wrists again, he held my hands above my head. He pressed my body all the way into the corner, making it impossible for me to flex my thighs or work my internal muscles in any way that would carry me that last little distance to climax.
    "Please," I sobbed.
    "Not yet, baby." He waited until my body relaxed and then he wound his fingers through my hair and led me blindfolded over to the couch.
    He stopped next to the table with its side lamp and that evening's mail. I detected more light at the edges of the blindfold as Collin increased the room's brightness. Still holding me by the hair, he sat down, dragging me with him and manipulating my body so that I was stretched across his lap. His hand left my hair and I felt him grab the material of my panties with both hands. A hard jerk along each side, with two quick tears of fabric, and only my thigh high stockings and open-toed pumps remained to cover my lower body.
    His hands moved under my heavy breasts, the fingers fast and deft as he undid the buttons on my blouse. My body eager to accommodate him, I strained and lifted my torso. He peeled the shirt back and off me then reached between us again to release the front snap on my bra. He unknotted the blindfold then gathered my wrists together, using the material to tie my hands behind my back.
    "Collin…"
    One glance from him killed any protest. His gaze smoldered, its heat almost pathological with the need to dominate me. I had no doubt he intended to spank me. It wouldn't be light or playful, either. Most disturbing was the realization that knowing it would not be gentle made me that much wetter and eager for the first blow. I licked my lips and pressed my eyes tightly shut in anticipation of my punishment.
    "No, look at me. Don't close your eyes, don't look away or you'll make it worse."
    I opened my eyes, felt my lips quiver from a combination of emotions.
    Collin rubbed his hand between my legs. "Your pussy is very wet, Mia. Hot to the touch and soaked."
    I blinked, then prayed like crazy that wasn't a violation of the command he had just given me. I wanted to please him, to convince him he could trust me, to get through the ordeal so that his cock would be in me delivering the release I had been so close to in the corner.
    "Have you ever had a lover spank you?"
    "No," I whispered. My pussy twitched at the idea and I detected the faint lift of one side of his mouth.
    He gave a little squeeze along my perineum, his palm pushing against my bottom while the tips of his fingers curved toward the muscle gating my cunt. "And how many lovers have you had."
    "Three," I confessed. Would he think that too many? Not enough?
    "That's a rather small number for such a pretty girl." He had started to run little circles around my hole, my muscles flexing and jumping in response as my hips dug into the top of his thighs.
    But not for a fat one.
    I didn't say what I was thinking, didn't say anything, just took another nervous lick of my lips and blinked.
    "Relationships or hook-ups?" His thumb found the hole, slid inside, the tip of his index finger pressing from the outside so that he was lightly pinching my cunt.
    I blinked again and took a hard breath in. Every little thing he did made me that much more aroused. I could feel the cream of my pussy dripping from my hole