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pussy he’d ever had the privilege of being in. Ainsley wrapped herself around
him, arms and legs clinging tightly as she matched each of his quickening
thrusts with one of her own.
    Feeling his orgasm begin, the spiraling heat enveloping his
spine and groin as he teetered on the edge, Aric slipped his hand down to tease
her clit. She yelped and her body jerked. She came quickly and hard, a flush
staining her torso. Aric drove fiercely into her, holding her hips up off the
bed, plunging into her at an angle to get maximum friction. Ainsley’s eyes
widened, her hands coming up to grip his arms, her fingers biting into his
muscles as he strained toward his orgasm.
    “Shit! Aric…” Her eyes widened in shock. “Oh God. Aric, I’m
coming again.”
    This time he felt the difference in the ripples that shook
her. The clitoral orgasm had been sharp, hard and fast. The vaginal orgasm,
triggered by his battering of her G-spot, welled up from deep within her, the
ripples small at first then bigger, longer, deeper. Her pussy squeezed his cock
with each spasm that rocked her frame. The milking motion, coupled with the gush
of her cream, sent him over the edge. His orgasm burst from him, his balls
tightening until he thought they would split open. His cock expanded as it
twitched, then jerked as he came, spurting his seed deep into her pussy.
    Aric bit her neck, sucking the flesh between his teeth to
stop himself from screaming out loud. He shuddered convulsively, unable to
control his body as his orgasm ripped through him. Colored lights swirled
behind his eyelids as he blinked his eyes shut. Despite being consumed by the incredible
sensations, he knew deep in his heart and brain that he’d just had the biggest
orgasm of his life.
    Gasping for air, he sank down onto her body, still shaking
hard. He looked into her eyes and she smiled. No. She grinned.
    “Can we do it again?” she asked with a shaky chuckle.
    Aric groaned but an answering grin stretched across his
face. “Tonight, yes, but I’m restraining you for the next round,” he growled,
his voice hoarse. “And tomorrow I take out my whips and chains.”
    She blinked at him and before his eyes, the glorious woman
turned herself from satisfied seductress into submissive goddess. Her eyes
lowered and her expression became serene. “Yes Sir,” she murmured.

 
Chapter Three
     
    The sun had been above the horizon for nearly an hour by the
time Aric dropped the handcuffs into the nightstand. Ainsley lay on her back,
one arm above her head as if she remained cuffed. Her naked breasts rose and
fell evenly in her sleep. Despite his exhaustion, Aric felt slightly on edge.
He slipped down on the mattress, his head denting the pillow as he pulled the
sheet and comforter over them both. He wriggled, scooting into a comfortable
position, and waited. With a frown, he realized he was waiting for Ainsley to
snuggle up to him. She didn’t move.
    Strangely disgruntled, he closed his eyes. Didn’t all women
want to snuggle? Wasn’t that one reason he never brought a date home? So they
wouldn’t disturb his sleep?
    He lay unmoving for what could have been only minutes but
felt like an hour, trying to fall asleep. His body had that heavy, sexually
sated sensation that usually led to a deep sleep. He couldn’t have been more
awake. A rustling sound accompanied the dip of the bed as Ainsley rolled to her
side, away from him. With a growl, he gave up all pretense that he didn’t care
where she slept. He rolled to the center of the bed, facing her back, and then
reached out and pulled her hips toward him. She turned, her long legs tangling
with his, her face unerringly finding the spot where his neck met his shoulder.
She nuzzled him, her arms curled between their chests.
    He sighed deeply as he settled her warm body against his,
stroking his hands over her long, smooth back. This time when he closed his
eyes, sleep stalked him immediately. Vaguely he knew that meant