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watched him fuck Lyle on the web cam in the office. She chose not to share that with him.
    Closing her eyes, she visualized them. Her hips riding the edge of the pool table, Van snuggled up tight to her, his cock buried deep.
    “What will make you come, Farrin?”
    “Fuck me harder, Van. Don’t be gentle. Fuck me like you mean it, like you want to.” She let one hand leave the table and managed to tug her shirt up, baring her breast, pinching her nipple between her fingers.
    “Oh, baby, that’s it. Make me hot. Pinch it harder.”
    “Fuck me harder,” she countered. Farrin wasn’t prepared for Van to pull out completely and turn her around. His mouth captured her nipple and sucked. The tug from his lips went directly to her pussy. Her hand dropped to pump his cock, the condom slick from her juices. In an act of emboldened lust, she brought her hand to her lips and licked her fingers as she might his cock.
    “Do it again,” Van told her, and she did. This time he captured her hand and covered her breast, licking both at the same time.
    “Oh, God, Van, please,” she all but begged.
    “All right for now, but next time I get to take my time.” He released her breast and turned her back to lean over the table. His cock slipped in her pussy effortlessly. He held her hips, his fingers biting into her flesh as he pumped in and out of her in a furious pace.
    Farrin came crying out a guttural sound she’d never heard before. He held her tight and pumped her only a few times more before she felt him pulse inside her. While he didn’t collapse on top of her, he let some of his weight rest on her back, his fingers releasing her hips.
    “Next time on a bed, Farrin. And I get to take my time, licking and sucking you where and how I want.”
    “Yes,” was all she could manage.
    “Good, then let’s get out of here. Suddenly, I’m hungry.” He slapped her butt lightly, and when she started to rise, he held her in place. “That made my cock hard, Farrin. Turning your ass red will definitely be part of the process.”
    “That sounds like a dare,” she struggled to pull her top down over her naked breasts. Her nipples were still hard and protruding through the thin fabric.
    “I don’t dare or make idol threats. If we’re in the same mood, we’ll experiment. You’ll let me know when we reach your limits.”
    “I don’t know my limits,” she said, realizing she said it aloud. “I mean…”
    “Nothing matters but here and now. We’ll explore your limits and mine.”
    “Now?” She didn’t hide the light laugh in her voice.
    “Next time.” He steadied her until she had her balance and dropped his hands. She suddenly felt empty and alone. Turning slightly, she knew her face heated with embarrassment as she glanced around to find where her pants had landed.
    Van pulled off the used protection and walked toward the downstairs bath. When he reappeared, he was composed, his pants in place, his face calm. She was struggling to right her pants before putting them on.
    “Standing like that will get your pussy licked.” He dropped to his knees before her and took several long swipes of his tongue along her pussy, pausing to suck her clit lightly. When he stood, he watched her struggle to get dressed. His fingers pumping her breast didn’t help her concentration.
    “Let’s get out of here. How about something to eat?” His tone was so casual, she almost laughed.
    “I could eat,” she told him as they set the pool table straight and made sure there were no hints of their fucking left around. They were about to leave when Farrin spied the top of the ripped condom package under the table. She walked back and grabbed it, tucking it in her pocket.
    “Good catch,” Van told her, palming her butt as she ascended the steps in front of him.
    * * * *
    It was oddly surreal for Farrin to sit across from Van in the diner and feast on hamburgers and diet soda. Their conversation was mostly about their work. She noted he