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up that dark desire coiled low in her belly. The throbbing in her pussy increased in intensity. She wanted to ask him a million questions about what he was saying, but her tongue seemed stuck to the roof of her mouth.
    He lapped at her again, drew a line from her clit to her navel then up to the valley between her breasts.
    “I think I’ve been holding onto them just waiting for you, sugar. Yes, I’d have to say that’s what I’ve been doing.”
    He put his lips over her clit again, tugging on it and nipping lightly with his teeth. Little mewling sounds came out of her mouth, sounds that turned deeper when Chance bent to his task in earnest. There was no area of her pussy he left untouched by his mouth. Every inch was thoroughly licked, thoroughly tasted, thoroughly nipped and nibbled. When at last he thrust his stiffened tongue inside and began to fuck her with it, she had to clench her hands to withstand the explosion of sensations.
    She wanted to come. Needed to come. But Chance again teased and played, taking her right there and then backing off until she was sure she couldn’t stand it one more minute. She heard herself sobbing and pleading with him. Her hands reached for his head, tugging on his hair.
    Finally, finally, he thrust his tongue one last time, pinched her clit, hard, and she exploded, pouring into his mouth. He held her as she convulsed, spasms rocking her, shaking her. He sucked her dry, staying with her through all the aftershocks, until she lay spent and gasping.
    When he moved so his face was close to hers, she could see her cream on his mouth and chin. And when he kissed her, she tasted herself, a tart yet sweet taste that threatened to arouse her all over again.
    He brushed light kisses on her mouth, then straightened. “Don’t move. That’s an order. I’ll be right back.”
    She wasn’t sure she could have moved, anyway, but she lay there, eyes closed, wondering what he was doing. She opened her eyes when she heard his boots on the hardwood floor. His smile was both sexy and predatory as he held up a small box.
    “A little treat for you, sugar.” He opened the box and removed two smooth metal balls connected by a thin string of some sort. “Ben Wah balls. Ever seen them? Used them?”
    Used them? Boyd probably would have laughed her out of the bedroom. But she certainly knew about them from all her surfing on the Internet. She’d figured at least she could learn about these things, toys to enhance sexual satisfaction, even if she had no one to use them with.
    Her eyes widened when she looked at the metal balls. “Where did you get them? Are they…” No. she couldn’t ask him if he’d bought them when he was married. She clamped her lips together.
    “Are they what, Molly? Believe it or not, I bought these for you. Just for you.”
    She stared at him. “Since last night? But…”
    He stroked a thigh, his fingertips light as feathers. Her inner muscles clenched.
    “When the time is right I’ll tell you how long I’ve had them. And why. Last night I told you I’d been waiting a long time to be with you and I meant it. But for tonight, we’re just going to enjoy everything. All right?” He dusted his fingers over her nipples. “Are we good to go?”
    Yes, yes, yes!
    She wanted to shout it at him, but she settled for a nod. She wanted to ask him why they couldn’t discuss what he’d said right now, but with the ribbon of arousal winding through her, she couldn’t even form words, much less think.
    He touched one of the tiny balls with a fingertip. “These here are extra special. They have a tiny vibrating tongue inside them for extra stimulation.” He bent and placed an open-mouthed kiss on her pussy, then straightened again. “Hold your knees, Molly, and pull them back to your chest. I promise you’ll love this.” He dropped his voice. “It’s all for your pleasure, sugar.”
    She felt the coolness of the metal as he inserted the balls into her vagina, pushing them