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“I mean it,” she warns, holding up a finger.

“I know,” I reply in a bored tone. “Anyway, if that’s all, I have to get back to work.”

“If that’s what you can call this,” she remarks haughtily as she drops her hands and turns on her heel.

Something somewhere deep inside of me, snaps.

I rushAunt Celeste,pin her body against the door with mine and chuckle into her ear.

“You don’t remember me, do you?” I ask quietly into her ear.

“Let me go or I’ll scream!” she threatens, her tone rising slightly.

“I was just wondering what that sounds like,” I say as I turn her around, wrap a hand around her throat, and reach for the waistband of her pants. Moving quickly, I pull them down to her thighs, then drop to my knees and run my tongue up her slit.

She closes her eyes tightly as her body begins to tremble.

In fear?

In lust?

Who the fuck knows or cares, but I’m going to give her something to think about.

I wrap my arms around her legs and pry them apart as much as I can before I gently trail her slit again.

She gasps as I press the tip of my tongue against her clit and give it a gentle lick.

When she attempts to push me away, I bury my face between her legs, flicking my tongue against her clit, nibbling it, and making her pussy so fucking wet that I can feel her juices starting to pool on my chin. The way her coarse hairs tickle my cheeks makes me hungrier for her.

I assume that I’m playing with a still unpopped cherry and I’m so tempted to make this bitch bleed for me.

Aunt Celesteplaces her hands on the door with her palms flat, and more than likely praying for the will to get me to stop, but I’m not done yet.

Not until she comes on my tongue.

Then, andonlythen, will I let her walk out.

And it’s not as hard as I thought it would be.

One more gentle nibble of her clit as I slip a finger into her ass, and I can feel her pussy starting to convulse.

Getting to my feet, I use the back of my hand to wipe my mouth, then reach down to pull her up her pants.

“Get out of my place of business, lady. And if you come back, perhapsI’llcall the cops myself,” I tell her with a grin.

Her face is flushed.

Her legs are trembling.

But try as she might, she can’t hide the look in her eyes that I see from time to time with most of my female clients.

“Not interested,” I say with a smirk as I shake my head. “Maybe you can go home and pray this one away.”

Chapter 5

Celeste

“Are you okay?”

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