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you.”

She smiled down at him. “Would you like that? Being tied up?”

“Didn’t you hear me? I like all your surprises, and I like that you never seem to stop surprisin’ me.”

Just then, new music started and they looked up to see the curtains re-open on a new setting—a row of gym lockers and a long wooden bench. Onto the stage came three bouncy, pretty girls in cheerleading uniforms and more ponytails, and within a minute or so, two of them were sitting on the bench kissing each other—slow, soft French kisses that looked undeniably delicate and sensuous taking place between only feminine mouths, feminine faces. Then the third cheerleader kneeled before one of the girls, parting her legs and pushing up her skirt.

After that, Liz only half-watched the staged seduction, thinking of her own seduction. Thinking of surprising Jack, shocking him, thrilling them both in a whole new way. That first night on Jack’s balcony, Liz had discovered that when she was deeply impassioned, she hardly cared whether anyone was watching them or not—and that was how she felt now.

And the room was so blessedly dark, and they were in the back, almost in a corner—and she wanted to fuck him so badly she could taste it.

He was wonderfully hard against her leg, and his fingers already toyed with her zipper, easing it down slightly, then brushing his bent knuckles across her soft cleavage as he watched one cheerleader eat another’s pussy. The third girl had taken her tight cheerleading sweater off and was kneading her small, high breasts. Liz almost leaned in to ask him if he’d like it if she dressed up as a cheerleader sometime, but then remembered—he liked all her surprises. So she’d just do it sometime.

Right now, though, tonight, she was not a cheerleader, or a little girl—she was a dominatrix in black leather, and she was going to remind him of that.

She turned in his lap until she could bring her leather-clad knees down on either side of him. Meeting his eyes, she saw the shock there.

“What are you doin’, darlin’?”

She spoke low but with firm potency. “Fucking you.”

Chapter 11

He raised his eyebrows. “Here?”

“Yes.” With that, she unzipped her dress from the bottom, up to her crotch—just enough for him to see she wasn’t wearing any panties, enough to see her freshly-shaven pussy, and also enough that she’d be able to spread her legs wide enough to ride him.

He glanced down at what she’d revealed. “Merde.” Then he lifted his eyes back to hers. “Do you really think this is a good idea? I mean, we’re in a crowded room.”

Where no one is looking, where everyone’s eyes are glued to the cheerleaders. But in true dom form, she resisted pointing that out and instead said, “Shut up and do what I say or you’ll be punished.”

The light of understanding dawned on his face. “Oh. I see. Mistress Liz.” He smiled. “Damn, darlin’, I should’ve bought you that whip, after all.”

She ignored his playfulness, wanting to stay in character and see how it felt to play the dominatrix. “Unzip the top of my dress more,” she commanded.

He glanced around the room, still looking a little doubtful, but also excited—which was exactly what Liz had wanted. Finally, he did as she asked, unzipping it nearly down to her navel.

“Now spread it open until my nipples are out.”

He looked dubious, met her gaze. “Are you sure you wanna do this? Here?”

“Do it,” she snapped lowly.

So he did, baring her breasts and making her feel ever-so-naughty to think about how many people were in the same room with them, part of her hedonistically even wishing someone would see, watch them, watch her fuck her man.

“What now?” he asked, suddenly seeming to acquiesce, which pleased her.

“Lick them.”

Jack raked his tongue over one of her stiffened nipples and pleasure ricocheted through her body, all the way to her cunt. Moving his mouth to the tip of her other breast, he touched his tongue to the distended nipple, flicking it up and down. Despite herself, she let out a small sound of delight.

Without further instruction, he took the same nipple into his mouth, suckling her, soft at first, then harder.

“Yes, suck them,” she whispered, “suck them.”

He shifted back to her other breast, drawing the peak tight between his strong lips, and his hard sucking reverberated through her.

“Now open your pants and show me that hot cock.”

Below the music and the excited moans of the cheerleaders onstage, she heard Jack’s breath grow labored, and as he undid his belt, she thought his hands were actually trembling with excitement. A moment later, his beautifully erect shaft was freed, jutting up out of his underwear. He shoved the fabric down so she could see it pointing rigidly up his abdomen.

“So big, baby,” she murmured without thought. “Such a big, perfect cock.” She ran one palm up his length, used her fingertip to wipe the pre-come from the end, and then inserted her finger in her mouth.

“God,” he breathed, and now even his voice sounded quivery, making her relish the power she had over him. “What now, chere?”

“Rub it against my pussy,” she demanded.

Without delay, he reached down, took his erection in hand, and grazed the head up and down at the center of her mound. She couldn’t help moving against it, she was too excited to stay still, especially when it passed over her ever-sensitive clit.

“Oh …” she moaned. “Just like that.”

He continued raking it up and down, and Liz wanted to feel more of him, so she shifted closer to his body and took the cock from his hand, pressing the whole length of it into her slit, still moving, still rubbing against him. “How does that feel?” she asked.

He was moving his hips now, too, sliding his big column against her. “So fuckin’ good, baby,” he rasped.

“Now hold it up,” she said, her own breath labored now, “so I can ride you.”

Following her command, he steadied his cock as Liz

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