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nipped with her teeth between the strokes. He closed and locked the door while allowing Viv's feet to slide down to the floor. She continued to hold on around his neck. With her backed against the door, he took her mouth again while working her skirt up to bunch above her waist. He moved his hand under the band of her panties, down through her soft curls. She was unbelievably hot and wet. Paul slid his middle finger inside her, shocked at how tight she was, and pressed his thumb against her clit. Vivian came apart. She cried out, and her hips bucked with such force, Paul had to wrap his free arm around her to steady them both.
    "Oh yeah,” he moaned as warm cream coated his palm and her inner muscles constricted along his finger. He plunged in and out of her body, causing his jealous dick to throb like an open wound. “That's it, darlin', let yourself go.” He flexed his hips forward against his hand. “Imagine how good it's gonna be when this is my cock. I'm going to fuck you until you can't remember your own name. I've wanted you for so long, Vivian.” She responded with a moan and fresh wave of moisture. Paul continued to plunder her pussy until her breath was coming out in short gasps and her movements stilled.
    "You okay?” he asked, putting a few inches between them so he could gaze down into her passion-dazed face. He didn't, however, remove his hand.
    "That was wonderful,” she replied with a shy smile.
    "That was only the beginning, darlin'. I want us horizontal with a whole lot of naked, now."
    "I don't think I can walk very far."
    "Why, your legs wobbly?"
    "No, well yes, but the hand between them is going to slow me down."
    "You're magnificent,” he laughed, removing his digits and dropping a kiss on the end of her nose. He swept her up into his arms again and headed for the massive bed.
    "Um, Paul, exactly where are we?” He watched her eyes widen as she glanced around the room.
    "In one of the members only suites,” he said, setting her down on the edge of the mattress. He removed her cardigan and started undoing the buttons of her blouse.
    "What was the inspiration, the freakin’ Tower of London?” This is what he'd been afraid of. Sensations had a number of highly romantic suites and those that catered to various fetishes. They were in one of the latter. He'd hoped to be able to keep her in enough of an elevated state of horny that she wouldn't be paying attention to her surroundings.
    "It's okay, baby, don't worry. It's just you, me, and this big comfy bed.” She helped him remove her shirt while craning to continue looking around.
    "That's a St. Andrew's cross, isn't it? Oh, and that's a spanking bench, right? And, I don't know what it's called, but that saddle thing over there, is that the kind where a dildo's attached and you ride it?” He watched in stunned disbelief as Vivian pointed at the various pieces of equipment. “What's in the armoire?"
    Paul burst out laughing. “I knew it, all conservative on the outside, wild and crazy underneath.” He was surprised when she lowered her eyes, and her cheeks turned pink. He knelt down and took her hands in his. “I meant that as a compliment, Viv."
    "I don't want you to get the wrong impression, Paul. What just happened is a first for me, not the getting off part, but the speed and sort of uncontrolled part. A big side effect of not being wild and crazy is having a shit ton of alone time. I read a lot, and watch movies. I don't have a great deal of real world experience, just a really active fantasy world.” He saw in her body language how difficult it was for her to say those words. He gathered her close.
    "Darlin', you're a dream come true. Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me these things. What do you say? Let's bring some of our fantasies to life."
    Vivian hugged Paul, loving the pressure of her breasts being crushed against his chest and the warmth of his palms rubbing slowly along her back. She tried to wrap her mind around what