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grimly.
    “How did you do that?”
    A sense of gloom crept into her bones. “I don’t know. I guess I forgot about them.”
    “Don’t you have a timer?”
    “Yeah, I do. Guess I didn’t hear it or something. I got busy in the other room and the next thing I knew I smelt something awful.”
    Lance shook his head. “You poor thing. Maybe you should try something in a slow cooker. Those things are almost fool proof.”
    “That’s a good idea, thanks.” She smiled at him.
    “You’re welcome. And let me know if you need help. I know my way around the kitchen.”
    Lance was an apprentice chef at one of the city’s most touted restaurants. Ashley made a mental note to remember that Lance might be a good resource for her. She waved to him as she walked up the stairs.
    Back in the apartment, Ashley arranged the store-bought brownies on a plate and covered them with plastic wrap to keep them fresh. She broke down the telltale bakery box and hid it at the bottom of the kitchen trashcan.
    Exhausted, she put on her nightgown and crawled into bed. After reading only a few pages of the latest bestseller, she fell asleep.
    “Mmm.” Hands on her. A warm body clutched hers, moulding itself to her, rousing Ashley from her slumber.
    Opening her eyes, she realised it was still dark. It must be night time.
    As consciousness flooded back, she became aware of Roger’s hard body pressed up against hers. Nice.
    She scooched her ass backwards into him, feeling his erection lodged up next to her.
    “I’m sorry to wake you, baby. But you were just too tempting.” His lips touched her neck, nibbling, kissing the spot she loved the most.
    “Are you kidding?” she murmured. “You can wake me up like this anytime.”
    He reached his arm around her body and hiked up her nightgown. Searching between her legs he found her wet little cunt and inserted his fingers deep inside her aching hole.
    “Mmm. You’re ready for me.”
    “Always.”
    He pressed his thumb into her clit and fucked her with his fingers. He caressed her sweet, swollen bud with his thumb. She groaned, arching her pelvis towards his hand, meeting him stroke for stroke.
    “Sir! You have the most amazing hands.”
    He chuckled softly.
    She held her breath and focused on her orgasm. Her muscles clamped down around his fingers and she shuddered all over. When he loved on her, everything was right with the world.
    “Are you ready for a good fucking now?” He growled.
    She nodded, then realised he couldn’t see her in the dark. Plus, a sub needed to answer her Master properly. “Yes, Sir. I would like a good fucking, please.” Sometimes passion made her forget the rules.
    Lying on her belly, she inched her nightgown up all the way above her breasts and lifted her ass in the air. An invitation.
    “Oh my,” he gasped. “You are a tempting little sub, aren’t you?”
    She giggled. “All for you, Sir.”
    He entered her slowly, and it was her turn to gasp. Anticipation made her heart race and his teasing aroused her all the more. She wanted him to hurry and fill her.
    Roger held her hips in his hands as he crushed into her. She rose up onto her elbows so that her nipples scraped the bed sheets with every thrust. Each trip, more pleasurable than the last, brought her closer to that highest peak. She clutched the sheets tightly.
    Loud cracking sounds echoed through the room as Roger slapped her bottom. The first strike surprised her. Ashley tensed her muscles, bracing for more spanks. As the blows became more rhythmic, she relaxed and let the pain wash over her.
    He grabbed her hair up into a ponytail and pulled her head back. Wielding her locks as reins, he rode her as though he were breaking a wild mare. Aflame with a torrid lust, her body exhilarated at being the instrument of Roger’s pleasure. When the slick thrusts of his hard cock pounded against her cervix, her heart thumped in unison, sending her mind into orbit. Giving up control and letting Roger enjoy her body