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wanted? He wanted her. She wanted him. They weren’t hurting anyone by their actions.
    Any doubt that he could go through with this evaporated when he entered his bedroom. Janelle lay stretched out on his bed like his fantasy buffet come true. Aidan felt his mouth go dry. She was more beautiful than he imagined. Her mocha skin was the same color as his sheets. Cuffs held her arms secure above her head, making her full breasts jut out above a tiny waist. Her legs were long and firm.
    God, he couldn’t wait to have them wrapped around him. He walked closer, the only sound in the room his rough breathing. He could make out her dark areolas beneath the purple lace of her bra. The matching strip of barely there lace between her thighs drew his gaze. Aidan groaned. He didn’t know where to start first.
    He shrugged out of his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt.
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    Janelle could hear Jerome’s breathing and then the sound of him removing his clothing. It seemed like he’d been gone for a long time, though it was probably only minutes. The mattress dipped and then his hands were in her hair. He gently removed the pins and arranged the tresses so that they fanned out around her face. The romantic gesture was so tender and touching. She tilted her face up to him. “Kiss me, please.” She didn’t say “sir” or “master” and she wondered if he’d ignore her request.
    He supported her head as he took her lips in a deep, tongue-thrusting kiss that made her toes curl. When he pulled away, she was panting and eager for more. His traced the straps of her bra, his fingers following the contour of her breasts before stopping at the center clasp. One touch and he’d released the catch and the lace cups fell away. He cupped her breasts and groaned. His hands felt larger and rougher than usual. The lack of sight really did enhance every sensation. She moaned and arched her back as he ran his thumbs over the tight peaks of her nipples.
    Next, he licked her nipples before blowing cool air over the wet flesh. She wanted to hold his head to her when he took one into his mouth and suckled. The cuffs held her tight, stopping the downward trajectory of her hands. He moved to the other breast. Each pull of his lips on the nipple caused a corresponding ache between her thighs until she was squirming in search of relief.
    His hand coasted the curves of her hip before delving beneath the lace of her panties. His touch was light and teasing as he stroked over the thin strip of hair covering her sex. He separated her lips and then he was circling her clit. Janelle emitted a cry and he growled.
    She was so wet. She’d never been this wet in her life. She couldn’t believe she was getting off on being held at the mercy of his passion and her own.
    He allowed her nipple to pop from his mouth. His tongue dipped into her navel. He gripped the corners of her panties before tugging them down her legs and off. She sensed him by her feet. He massaged them and ran his hands back up her calves and thighs, spreading her as he moved up. His hands curved beneath the cheeks of her bottom, lifting her. And then she felt his breath on her. She heard him inhale. A deep groan followed.
    She frowned. What was he doing? He’d never gone down on her before. Surely, he wasn’t—
    She gasped at the first touch of his tongue. It followed the same path as his fingers, circling her clit but coming back to flick, taunt, and eventually suck. His large hands traveled back up her body to pinch her nipples as he loved her orally.
    The naughty kiss went on and on with him burying his tongue as deep into her cunt as he could. Feet flat on the mattress, she arched into the heat of his mouth. “Please, please, please,” she chanted. She wanted more. She needed to feel him filling her.
    With some relief, she sensed him shifting and placing the thick head of his cock at her portal. He must have been really aroused because he’d never felt so large or hard. She gasped as