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erotically.
     
    “That’s
because I’m not playing,” Devil returned easily, gently biting her earlobe. 
“Say yes, Molly.  It’s what we both want.”
     
    Turning
her head until her lips found his cheek, Molly smiled.  “I’ll agree to talk to
Momma about it.  If she’s in, so am I.  If she’s not, I will find you the
assistant of my dreams.  How about that?” she bargained.
     
    “I’d
say that I’m ultimately going to get what I want because there’s no way on
Earth that your mother turns down an opportunity to spend time with Devylynn. 
It’s a done deal, baby,” he cackled gleefully before burying his face in her
neck.  “It’s a win/win.”
     
    “Glad
I could do my part to make you happy,” Molly laughed, gasping as Devil lifted
and turned her to straddle his lap.  Wincing as the foamy water overlapped the
lip of the tub and splashed the floor, she decided a little mess was a small
price to pay for the pleasure she knew she’d find in Devil’s embrace.  Looping
her arms around his neck, she met his lips for an openly carnal kiss.  Lips and
tongues mated as she wriggled in his lap, desperately trying to bring him
inside her body.
     
    Stilling
her with one hand against her hip, Devil shook his head.  “Ah ah, not so fast. 
You have a punishment coming to your sweet little ass, remember?” he asked,
sliding a wet hand down to cradle the swell of her butt.  Besides,” he said in
a low velvety voice, “I think I wanna play with you a bit first.”
     
    “Play
with….Oh, God!” Molly squealed as her husband’s free hand found her clit
underneath the water.  Moaning as his thumb swirled around the swollen bud, she
rocked her hips against his hand as his lips found hers again.  “Jesus, Devil,”
she moaned, tearing her mouth away from his as his calloused fingertips teased
her into a frenzy.  “Don’t stop,” she begged, her body tightening as he
manipulated the tight cluster of nerves at the apex of her pussy.  Christ, he
hadn’t even slid a single finger inside her yet, and she was ready to blow.
     
    “You
like that, don’t you, angel?” Devil asked huskily, his tongue painting a path
up her graceful neck.  “Your sweet little cunt has missed me, hasn’t it?” he
persisted, suddenly piercing her with two fingers and curling them inside her
to stroke that patch of nerves deep within her that made her want to keen with
agonized pleasure.
     
    Lips
parting on a harsh cry of delight, Molly’s eyes drifted closed as the bliss
blinded her.  Sweet God, but her man knew how to obliterate all her defenses. 
“Holy shit,” she cried as his fingers set a deep, steady pace.  Each thrust of
his hand was designed to throw her closer to the edge, and her pussy clenched
with every twist of his fingers.
     
    “Fuck,
yeah,” Devil praised, watching Molly’s face as he plunged his fingers deeper,
seeking out that magical spot that always made his wife abandon all pretense of
propriety.  “Reach for it, baby.  Let me see you reach for it,” he urged,
pushing another finger inside her as he circled her clit with his thumb.
     
    “Ohhhh,
God,” Molly wailed, her hips churning violently as she chased her orgasm. 
Feeling Devil’s thumb press down on her slick bud, she nearly screamed with the
need to come.
     
    “You
gonna come for me, Molly?  You gonna drench my hand with that sweet cream of
yours?” Devil asked roughly, working her core as he dipped his head to take one
of her stiff nipples between his lips.  Sucking hard, he felt her pussy quicken
around his fingers.  “Ah, you liked that, didn’t you?” he murmured.  “You want
a little taste of pain to get you off, baby?  Is that what you need?” he asked,
worrying her nipple with his teeth, biting just hard enough to make her cunt
tighten around his long fingers.
     
    “Fuck!”
Molly bit out, her body stiffening as her release built, boiling just below the
surface.  “Again, Devil.  Please,”