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he was doing it to get her going.
    It worked.
    He took off his pants, socks, and shoes as carefully as he had done with his shirt, folding them neatly on the dresser. Naked, the man looked like a Greek god, except with an extremely hard cock. She’d seen some statues of naked Greed gods, and they usually had tiny fig leaves covering their junk. No fig leaf in all of Greece would cover what Trevor had.
    She licked her lips in anticipation. It looked yummy, with a glistening jewel of pre-come on the tip.
    Trevor stroked his length, looking at her with an appealing twinkle in his eye. “I’m going to fuck you so hard right now.”
    “Yes, sir. With a condom, please, sir.”
    Trevor paused. “You’re not on birth control?”
    “I am, but I don’t know you well enough to fuck you without a condom. Besides, we just met. How many men have fucked me, do you think? I’m surprised you wouldn’t insist on a condom yourself.”
    “One man has fucked you in the past three years, and that’s Gregory. He told me everything about you, and he even showed me your spotless bill of health. I know you’re clean.”
    “Well I don’t know if you’re clean,” she shot back. “Go to the doctor and show me the fucking test results if you want to ride me bareback so badly. But until then, no means no means I will safeword on your ass unless you put that monster in a condom before you do me.”
    “I’ll wear a condom,” he agreed, pulling one out of his bag, the wrapper wafting to the floor as he slid the latex sheath over his hard length. “But the next time you talk to me like that, I’m going to handcuff you to the bed and tie a vibrator onto you until you’re past your ability to come and you’re just screaming. I bet you’d like that, actually. We can plan on it.”
    “Okay.” She liked that he didn’t take shit from her even as he respected her boundaries. “Sorry I freaked out on you about the condom, but I forgot to mention it as a hard limit before because it never came up with Gregory and me.”
    “That’s what I figured.” Trevor undid the straps around her ankles, rubbing them soothingly. “I don’t need to keep your legs spread to fuck you, right?”
    “No, sir. I want you to fuck me.”
    He lay on top of her, keeping his weight off of her, shifting his position until his cock matched up with the junction of her thighs.
    “You’re so tall, sir,” she laughed, gasping as he thrust into her wet cunt.
    “And yet we match up beautifully.” Trevor stared into her eyes, and she glanced away, the intensity of his green eyes overwhelming her. “Look at me, Elisabeth. I want to see your face while I fuck you.”
    She obeyed, gasping as his cock pressed against something deep inside her, again and again, hitting her G-spot.
    He leaned his head down, his lips millimeters from hers.
    “No,” she said, putting her hand lightly on his neck and two fingers over his lips. “Don’t kiss me.”
    “I’m sorry. In the heat of the moment, I forgot. Is this a hard limit for you?”
    “No, sir. It’s just . . . our first time. I wanted to take it slow.”
    “That’s right,” he said, his words coming out harsh and staccato from the strength of his thrusts. “Because this is what I do when I go slow with my new sex-slave.”
    “Fuck you,” she gasped, wanting the punishment, wanting his cock to hurt her, wanting to hurt his feelings right back. And maybe . . . wanting him to kiss her anyway. Despite what she said. It’s not like she safeworded or anything.
    But no, he didn’t kiss her.
    “Right now you belong to me,” he said, emphasizing each word with his cock ramming inside her, until her body rode the wave of a climax, teetering on the edge of release.
    “Come for me, Elisabeth. Come now.”
    Her body obeyed even as her mind resisted, and she wrapped her legs around his waist and climaxed mere moments before he did, his cock pulsating inside the condom.
    He pulled out slowly and tied off the