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I
straddled him swiftly, sitting just above his groin as I let my hand run along
the sculpted muscle that he must have worked so hard at. I knew his eyes were
on me, even though I didn’t bother to look at his face. I let my fingers
lightly circle his nipples that were already rock hard. They were delicious,
and I was tempted to put one in my mouth and play with it. But instead, I
gripped one and twisted.
    He hissed. “You witch.”
    Only then did I meet his eyes, allowing
a small smile to cross my face. “Shh,” I whispered. “I don’t want you to speak.
You’re only here to serve my needs.”
    He raised his eyebrows in surprise, before
letting his face relax into a lazy smile. “By all means, use me.” He wasn’t
used to girls like me. He was used to flirty, eager-to-please types— girls like
Penzance who thought they were there to serve instead of to rule.
    My smile stretched, and I lowered myself
down to whisper in his ear. “I would use you regardless.” He didn’t react, but
as I moved my hand to brush over his groin, I found him hard and ready. My hand
reached down into his jeans and wrapped around his erection, enjoying the power
I had, and I gave it a slight squeeze to which I heard a sharp intake of breath
before I let go.
    I crawled up his body, kneeling at his
throat before lifting myself up and lowering myself down onto his mouth. He
latched on like there was no other choice, sucking on my clit as his hands
gripped at my behind, nails digging into me, and this time it was my turn to
hiss a little at the pain. But then I laughed, and it was a sound of relief. I
closed my eyes and leaned my head back as I ground against him, my face in an
unstoppable smile. This felt so good—pure pleasure without any nasty intrusion.
Another laugh escaped me, and I felt myself build up as I used his mouth, jolts
and shivers ran through me. Not yet, too soon…
    I released him, slithering down his body,
I tugged at his jeans and he helped me pull them free, his cock sprung up once
released, and I couldn’t ignore the smile on his face as he looked up at me
with lust-filled eyes. The smugness there was annoying, but I averted my eyes
as I took hold of him and slipped on the condom that lay on the bedside table.
I started slow, easing him in and adjusting to his size. Then I started to
move, closing my eyes as I rocked against him, increasing my speed as I felt it
start to build up within me again. I sunk down on him hard, taking him in me
deep. A small sound emitted from me without permission, and then I gave in to
it; letting out a low groan, I collapsed down against his chest, flattening my
breasts against his muscles and gripping his arms as I grabbed for traction.
All I could hear was the roaring of my own blood in my ears as I increased my
motions, faster and faster as my climax drew near…
    “ Fuck!” I spat out as I came, a
shivering, trembling mess. My fingers dug so tightly into his arms that there
should have been blood. As I came back to reality, my eyes opened to my
fingernails embedded there. Slowly, I drew them away as I struggled to sit,
letting his cock slide out of me.
    I blew hair out of my face, brushing it
with my hand where it was stuck with perspiration from my exertions.
    “Well, you really do all the work don’t
you?” Caleb said as he pushed himself up to lean his back against the
headboard, reaching for his beer. I beat him to it, snatching it up and taking
a drink. He raised an eyebrow as I handed it to him after I’d finished.
    “Is that a problem?” I challenged as he
took a drink and passed it back to me.
    He shook his head. “No way. It’s like a
fucking vacation for me. Normally…well, the other girls aren’t like you. They
expect to just lie there and be treated like fucking goddesses.” His voice
wasn’t so much admiring toward me as disparaging to every other girl he’d ever
slept with. Asshole.
    “You’re so charming.” I settled myself
up beside him by the