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“I like hearing that.” I tease a finger across the band of her panties. She shudders at my touch.

“I love the shoes, by the way.”

“Thanks.”

“You’ll have to wear them when I fuck you.”

“Dear God, Beckett. The stuff that comes out of your mouth—”

“My mouth is part of the reason you’ve never been so turned on in your entire life.”

That gets me a wide smile.

I’m done talking.

I grasp the front of her panties in my teeth, yanking them down and letting them fall in a heap of sexiness around her feet.

“Holy Jesus!” Arianne says.

“Step out of them.”

She obeys my order.

I toss them to the side, the bright shade against the gray cement floor, a testament to the naughtiness to come.

“Spread them wide for me!” I tap between her legs.

She does.

“Hold on tight,” I say.

“Okay,” she says.

She reaches up and clings onto the edge of a shelf.

Good girl.

She’s naked from the waist-down and ready to play.

I ease her into it.

I grab her foot in my hand and trail slow kisses up one leg, caressing her soft skin along the way. I kiss every one of her dainty toes peeking from her heels.

She giggles.

“Ticklish?” I ask.

“A bit.”

I smile.

Her other leg receives the same treatment.

She moans.

I drop her foot to the floor and slide my hands up the inside of her legs in an agonizing and slow stroke.

She closes her eyes and tilts her head back.

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