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really understanding what she was in for? Yes, to all of the above.
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She walked into the room and knelt before him once more, her eyes still shining. He
cupped her cheek with his hand again, loving her for it. With a fluid motion, he ran his
palm along her arm to take her hand.  Come, I want you in my arms. He pulled her up
as he stood. Without hesitation, her arms went around his neck. Their lips met in a
wonderful kiss of mutual contentment and John ended it only to swing her up into his
arms. At her small cry of surprise, he grinned.
 You really are one hell of a woman, Ms. Lauren.
 And you, Mr. McAllen, are one hell of a man.
He kissed her once more before throwing her onto the bed. She squealed and
giggled as he jumped on right beside her. Grabbing the comforter, he pulled it over
them then once more pulled her into his arms, knowing he didn t want to let her go.
Ever.
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They lay together for over an hour, occasionally chatting about little things, but
mostly just enjoying the companionable silence. Lauren basked in the quiet, listening to
the strong sound of John s heartbeat, watching the rise and fall of his chest, reveling in
the feel of skin on skin. Her hand absently caressed the fine hairs on his upper chest,
loving the feel of muscle underneath.
The noises of the neighborhood came in through the open window, regular,
everyday sounds that made Lauren smile. Somewhere a lawnmower worked to trim a
postage-stamp-sized yard, kids had gotten up a game of kickball in the middle of the
street, and she sniffed somewhere close someone barbecued. As if sparked by the
wonderful aroma, her stomach growled.
 Sounds like the slave girl is hungry, John commented, his eyes still closed. Lauren
liked how deep his voice became after an afternoon of sex.
 She is. Is the harem Master also hungry? she teased.
 I have no harem. I keep only one slave at a time.
 At a time, hmm? Never been tempted for two-on-one?
At that he chuckled and opened one eye.  There isn t a man alive who would say
no to that.
She grinned and turned so her back rested against his side.  To be expected. I doubt
there s a woman alive who d say no to being serviced by two men either.
John came up on one elbow and Lauren twisted to see him.
 Is that something you might like to do someday? Invite another man in to play
with you along with me?
Lauren hadn t really considered it but his words sent a shiver straight to her pussy.
Yeah, she d like to do that. She d like to do a whole lot more with Big John. In fact, the
more she thought about it, the hornier she got. Her blush gave her away and he
chuckled.
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 Then when you re ready, I will make it so.
 Don t suppose you d make something else so right now? She rolled onto her back
and ran her foot up and down his leg in a very suggestive move.
He raised an eyebrow and slipped his hand between her legs. Without
compunction, she spread them wider to give him access, knowing what he would find.
John laughed out loud when his fingers discovered what his suggestion had done to
her.
 So the proper woman hides a slut inside.
Lauren blushed, knowing she should be ashamed instead of feeling a flush of pride.
 If being a fully formed, sexual creature is being a slut, then yes, I am.
He brought his wet fingers up to rub them gently over her lips. Bending, he
whispered something softly, following it with a tender kiss.
Lauren s thoughts swirled. Had he whispered what she thought? She wanted to
break the kiss and ask and yet, what if she were wrong? He deepened the kiss and she
met him, passion for passion, her heart already knowing what her mind had just
figured out.
His fingers plunged between her labia, sliding over her clit and past it, then back
again, bringing up the juices from her now-very-wet pussy to rub them over her clit.
Lauren would ve gasped, but his lips still held hers. His tongue danced over hers,
invading her as his fingers invaded her pussy, pressing in deep. She writhed under him,
his thumb on her clit and his fingers in her vagina, his tongue possessing her mouth just
as his hand possessed her pussy. With a small cry, she came for him.
He released her, wiping his wet fingers on her hip. She got up on her elbows and
looked at him with admiration mixed with disbelief.  How many was that you got out
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