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now. As though she had known Jase was no threat to her,
    neither emotionally nor sexually, but James was. He could destroy her. If she let him.
    “So nice,” he whispered as he moved back to the bottom of the bed, moving
    between her spread thighs.
    His hands ran up the backs of her thighs as she trembled beneath his touch. Long-
    fingered and broad, his hands were warm and slightly calloused, creating an exciting
    friction on her flesh.
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    “I used to hide and watch you whenever I saw you out in public,” he whispered. “I
    knew you would run if you saw me, and I loved watching you move, Ella. Watching the
    sweet curves of you ass flex, the line of your back, the tilt of your head. I would drink
    the sight of you in.”
    Ella’s hands clenched in the blankets beneath her as his hands cupped the lower
    curves of her rear, spreading her apart sensually. She could feel her cunt, drenched and
    hot, rippling with convulsive shudders of need. She couldn’t stop the involuntary
    flexing of her buttocks, or the little whimper that escaped her throat.
    “Are you comfortable?” he asked her, his voice low, rough.
    “No.” She had to fight for air. She felt intoxicated and yet on the edge of panic.
    “Good.” He patted her rear a little sharply in approval. Ella flinched at the tingling
    heat that washed up her spine from the light tap. “Now, I want you to try to relax for
    me a little, Ella. I want to put the plug inside you, get you ready, before we go any
    further.”
    Relax? He was kidding, she thought. He had to be.
    She felt him moving at the bottom of the bed, his body shifting beneath her before
    his hair brushed her leg. She jerked as his hands went under her thighs, lifting her a bit
    before his tongue thrust hard and fast inside the soaked channel of her pussy.
    “Oh God! James!” she cried out, her back bowing in reflex, angling her hips higher
    for the invasion.
    His tongue was like a flame, searing her vagina as he pushed in hard, then pulled
    back slowly. As though he had already shaken the foundations of her desire, he began
    to lap at her. His tongue licked and stroked, drawing her juices from her body as he
    murmured his appreciation of her taste, or her need, she wasn’t certain.
    His fingers moved to the gentle curve of her cunt lips, spreading them marginally
    as his tongue delved higher, licking through the slit, circling her clit. Teasing strokes of
    his demon tongue had her grinding her pussy into his mouth, and yet with little ease.
    As she moved closer, his mouth drew farther away.
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    She was only barely aware of his fingers probing between her buttocks, slick with
    the cool gel of the lubrication that coated them. One long finger pierced her puckered
    opening as James’ tongue speared deep inside her cunt once again.
    Ella’s eyes flew open as a gasp escaped her lips. Braced only partially on her knees,
    the slack in the restraints taken up by her position, there was no way to escape the
    invasion. She moaned, a drawn out sound of shocked pleasure, heated pain as his
    tongue fucked her clenching vagina once again.
    “James,” she whimpered his name, fighting to hold onto her control.
    Her anus stretched around the probing finger, welcoming the heated sensations
    that came from his smooth, stroking movements. He didn’t answer her unspoken plea,
    one she wasn’t certain of herself, rather he pulled the finger back, added another and
    pushed into the tight entrance once again.
    A cry strangled in Ella’s throat.
    “Easy, darlin’.” His voice was a rough croon as his fingers began to gently scissor
    inside her anus, stretching her slowly as he slurped at the juices running from her
    heated cunt.
    The bite of pain was intoxicating, addicting. Pleasure swelled inside her as he
    stretched her, licked her, his other hand moving up her body until it tucked beneath her
    breast, his fingers plucking at her nipple. She was shaking, suspended