Cruel To Be Kind

An eBook By Stephanie Vaughan.

Megan's hands moved to his head again, fingers grazing his scalp, and began sifting rhythmically through his hair, tugging with an erotically firm touch. A shiver raced up his spine, reached across his shoulders and circled his head, as her hands again and again combed from crown to shoulders. "I have no intention of repeating myself, Steve. I'm waiting." It might have been accidental, but Megan's use of his name was accompanied by a tug so sharp his eyes watered. As another shiver swept his body his cock gave a corresponding twitch. How could he be expected to answer questions when he burned so hot for her he wasn't sure he could still form words? "I'll just go sit over there and give you a minute to think." "God, no!"

He amazed himself that he was able to squeeze out that much."Don't stop." As fingers slowly raked his scalp again, Steve's eyes closed in pleasure and the floor tilted. Or maybe he was the one leaning. Either way it felt so damn good he'd say just about anything to keep her hands on him. Waves of sensation washed over him as magic hands alternately tugged and soothed. A thought nagged at the edge of his consciousness and he tried to focus. But the sense of well-being that flooded all the empty places inside him effectively shut down everything else.

He could no more form words than he could fly. Except he was flying. Steve floated on the wash of sensation. Until his nagging conscience overtook him with the awareness that the sizzle of warmth that had surrounded him was gone. He was floating in his bubble alone now. And with his next breath the bubble was gone. Reluctantly, Steve opened his eyes to see Megan standing over him, her expression unreadable. As he mentally searched for the cause of her displeasure, he had a moment's panic when he realized she was no longer touching him.How to get her back?

He held his breath and blurted the next thought that popped into his head. "Two women. At once." He began to breathe again when she responded…"And?" "And they're both really into it. Really want it. They want it bad— from me." The words began slowly, but picked up momentum as Steve described the half-formed idea taking shape in his head. "I take care of them both. One with my mouth. One with my dick. It's so fucking good. The best they've ever had. They can't believe it."

He stumbled a bit over the last word, half-expecting to be whacked upside the head for letting her see what pig he was deep down.

"Mmm, yeah. That's a classic." Megan didn't seem upset, though. Or disgusted. Just the opposite, in fact. "And you probably wouldn't fight too hard if one of them was a bi-racial underwear model, either. Would you?" "I'd tough it out." "You're so brave. I'm in awe." The lightest touch, so light Steve couldn't be sure it was there, brushed his forehead.

"So, what else?" "What else? You want more?" "Oh yeah." Coming close again, Megan hiked up her skirt with one hand, using the other for balance. Then slowly, heart-stoppingly slowly, she lowered herself across his knees. "I want to hear what else you fantasize about." Releasing her skirt, she once again wrapped her hand around his cock.

"Shit. Like I can think about anything but your hand on my dick right now."

"Really? So this is working for you?" Using both hands now, Megan began to slowly pump him, fingers rolling over his flesh like a constricting python. So fucking good! She was killing him. But what a way to go."Has anyone ever tied you down?"

Sitting on his lap the way she was, their eyes were about even. Hers were such a dark brown, almost black, that her pupils were nearly swallowed up by them. "No." "Ever thought about it?" Another double pump of his cock had him groaning his denial. "Huh-uh." "You can't lie to me, Steve. I've got the ultimate lie-detector in my hands and it says you have thought about it." Sure enough, his dick gave an involuntary twitch. His gut clenched and he could see himself tied down. At her mercy as she took her pleasure from his body. His cock.

Someone moaned and her mouth slammed down on his in wet, devouring kiss. Steve opened to her, tried to inhale her, their tongues tangling wildly. The hot mouth that meshed with his took no prisoners. The hands working his helpless dick were merciless. He couldn't fight the feelings as he was lashed between the brutal pleasures of her fingers and mouth.

Megan's body shifted and the burning moist heat of her pussy brushed the base of his shaft. God, he wanted inside of her!

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