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“To the very last drop,” Cara moaned, out of her mind, drugged up from the ecstasy my dick produced with each stroke. “Your cock is king … it’s so good to me,” she panted, then moaned out my name as I bit into her neck while the onslaught of my dick took her to new sublime heights. “It hurts me good … It punishes me so good …”

Dirty talk.There was nothing sexier than a woman owning her love of dick.

And it punished her, just as she requested. Three times in the club. Five times back in the hotel room.

After the eighth session, we were both panting hard. Cara could barely lift her body from the abuse she had received from her ravaged holes.

My eyes zeroed in on her parted legs. I roughly parted her red pussy lips, admiring the beautiful scene before me. Just as I had promised earlier, her cunt overflowed with my thick white cream. Her pussy lips looked used, raw from thorough fucking.

I spanked her sore clitoris, thanking it for a job well done. “Good pussy.”

Cara twitched from the impact. “You can use me, you know. I can be your little fuck doll. I’ll be your whore … Just don’t shut me out altogether. I’m desperate for you,” the half-dazed woman mumbled into the sheets.

Her words made me halt before I shifted and backed my body against the headboard while I lavishly stared at her exposed body. My fingers itched to touch her, caress her soft skin, but I willed myself not to. Tenderness meant weakness, and right now, I needed as much distance as this bed allowed.

“While you get to fuck around, and I get to do that with other girls, too? Is that what you’re proposing, Cara?” Her jealousy would eat her alive. She wouldn’t be able to handle it. So, why stoop this low?

“If that’s what it takes … then I’ll take it …” she trailed off, lifting her head and groggily gazing straight into my heart. “However, I offer you something other girls don’t,” she proudly stated, baiting me.

“And what would that be?”

Cara sure knew how to get my attention.

“Complete submission.” She was clearly wide awake now and ready to negotiate her way back into my life. “If you don’t want to fuck me, I won’t mind. You can use my mouth; I know how much you love that. You can do whatever you want. I’m at your disposal.”

Who had hijacked Cara, and who was this new woman in front of me?

“If you are this eager to please me, then why have you deprived me of such pleasures before?”

The minx shifted, pushing her upper body with the use of her arm, lifting those beautiful breasts with bite marks on them.

Damn, I really went berserk on her. What had she expected after surprising me like that? I had never been so hard in my life. Hands down, that was the best sex of my life.

“Last night was the first time for me, too. I was insecure; that’s why I didn’t. But last night called for drastic measures, and I was desperate. I actually found myself loving it. I didn’t realize how turned on I’d be catering to your needs.”

My heart pounded against my chest. I had to wonder if she was fucking with my mind. Cara—theoldCara—would never go down this route. She was too uptight, terrified to break the mold she had built around herself. By offering this arrangement, I remained unconvinced.

“You really want to degrade yourself, Cara?”

Her eyes dropped to her fingertips, forehead creasing, taking her time to respond. “I don’t see it that way at all.” She shook her head before lifting those mesmerizing eyes, roving about my face, caressing. “I’m pleasuring the man I love. What’s so degrading with that? Your pleasures are mine, too. I’d rather you indulge them with me than … you know … with another woman.”

Flabbergasted at this new turn of events, I gawked at the sexually awakened minx who was offering my fantasies on a platter.

“I don’t know … it’ll make it harder to move on if all I do is look forward to the next time I get to have you.” She had been so fucking amazing tonight. She hadn’t complained. Anything I wanted, she had followed without thought. It was as if she had no mind of her own. She had simply taken what I gave her. If she were in some sort of discomfort, I wouldn’t have known it.

And now she was offering continuous use of her body, handing me complete power over her? This whole dominance thing could really get into a guy’s head. It was the ultimate weapon, a technique to make a man loyal and enslaved to one woman. A tale as old as time. Sex … the best sex of your life.

“I’m worth it. You know I am.” Her eyes sparkled, challenging me to take the bait.

We had broken up. My dead heart could attest to that. But my cock … My cock found a new addiction. In the form of submission.

Cara drove a hard bargain. Using the very weapon I couldn’t get enough of—my devastating addiction to her. She knew … Oh, she knew just how much her body did things to me. I fucked her in her sleep all the damn time because I craved her to distraction. I was mental for her. She knew offering her body, no holds barred, would really cause me to think twice.

If she intended to trap me, Cara understood how to achieve it.

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