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How'd he end up here?   Ah yes, he let Howie talk him into one of those stupid bachelor auctions. Granted it was for a good cause but how far do you have to go for a good cause?   Cuffed to a headboard stripped of everything but a pair of boxers. There she goes again.    Teasing him with those sweet little curves defined in black lace as she slides in front of the bed with those come hither cat like green eyes of hers.   Once again he let his "brain" talk him into this position. When was he ever gonna learn? Not that he minded the sight before him but this was ridiculous.   She straddled his body and met him eye to eye as though she were daring him to break free. He could feel the softness of her feminine caress taunt the fire burning throughout him."So what is it you want?he inquired.
She just smiled as her lips fell precisely upon the spot that every woman who came acrossed his path had tried to get their hands on and here she was. She had done it. Her tongue traced lightly against the bulging vein and down his bare chest. He briefly noticed the dragon tatooed upon her right shoulder as she traced small delicate circles upon his nipple.   Damn she can move that tongue! Where was it going next? as her tantalizing form treaded upward against him and into his helpless mouth. Lord help me her tongue is swifter than the speed of light as she withdrew her offer."Come on baby,"he pleaded as she smiled devilishly toward him."Just one hand free."
Weighing her options,"And if I free you?"she returned; the playful gleam still dancing in her eyes.
"You'll have to free me to find out."
"I see because if I were to do this,"she offered her small but well rounded breast still covered in lace to his mouth; taunting him with her freedom. Oh the things he could do with some freedom."I bet you would love to taste that wouldn't you?"moving away.   She met his gaze once again.
"Just one hand,"he almost begged. He still had his pride you know.
"All in good time,"a devlish smile playing upon her lips. She sculpted and formed his body with her every touch as she grazed upon his imprisonment. She seemed delighted with herself as she taunted the remaining blockage of material torturing his very being. As she returned to the scene of the crime, she traced around the glistening head. She wrapped her lips around the aching stiffness growing with her touch.    Her hand steadily met the rhythm of her mouth. He thought that was torture enough but no. "Mmmmm,"she hummed upon his arousal sending the sensation coursing throughout his entire body. She slightly grazed her teeth along his length before she ceased her pleasurable actions upon his body.

"God that ain't fair baby,"he caught her gaze and held it for once he thought all evening long.
"I didn't say this would be fair, just all in good time,"she leaned acrossed the bed and reached onto the bedside table where she had left the small metal object containing his freedom. She held the key in her teeth as her hands slowly climbed each arm. Briefly rubbing his aching joints, AJ took over the game. Her raven hair spilled underneath her body as he held her captive with the confines of his grip. "So you like to play games do you?"his breath hot against her lips.
She wasn't intimidated by the glare of his of his lust filled gaze."Bring it on Daddy,"her challenge echoing his.
"You just bought yourself a mess of trouble,"as his lips grazed the softness of her neck and slowly declining to the rolling hills of her bosom. He nipped and circled the tight little peak to perfection as he cupped the other rolling the perfect little blossom into a rosebud. She writhed under his touch as his grip loosened to survey her precious little frame. In no time, his tongue had found it's way to her very essence. He nipped through the satin material as he inched them slowly down her legs; his teeth grazing them every step of the way. And if that wasn't enough, his tongue danced lightly upon each thigh before entering the enticing centerpiece of her body with it . His tongue slid throughout her moistness searching for that delicate little peak....Oh God! That would be it Laurel surrendered with her grip upon the satin sheets she had so carefully selected earlier in the day. This was supposed to be her game and she had fallen prey. So much for those instincts. He teased the desperation growing within before giving her the full effect of what it was to be a part of him. He thrust steadily and heartily into her before drawing her tiny frame over him. She drove him into the ground like nobody's business before he gripped her hips; once again seizing control in the situation. He surveyed the heart shaped curve of her rounded flesh. So nice and firm he noted with the thrust of his body into hers. He drew her body against his own; the soft plush curve of her breast an ample grip to answer his rhythm as he once again pressed deep into her. It's almost as if he'd met his match in the bedroom as she leaned forward; his body still driving into her unrelentlessly. It was as if she anticipated his every movement with the grip of her hair being used as a reign to control her. Her approving utterances laced with raw animal engergy only pushed him further against losing the battle he was waging against her womanly wiles. She knew just what he needed to push him over the edge and let him have complete control over her. Instictively, he followed her motions and sent his fire raging throughout her body as she clung to her own desires. He fell to his back against the bed as she lay flat against the caressing material searching his eyes.
"So you never told me your name,"he stated.
"It'd just spoil the mood,"She gave him that devlish grin that had become so familiar in the matter of minutes they'd known each other. And that's the way it's gonna stay.