Trace & Tori [The ShadowDance Club 4] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Avery Gale

been waiting so long to feel your luscious lips wrapped around my aching cock that I may not last long.” He laughed softly when he saw her straining against the straps holding her tightly to the chair, her pink tongue flicking out just reaching the outer ridge of his engorged cock head.
    Cort knew Sally had to feel like he was spinning her closer and closer to the epicenter of a huge storm because she was clearly edging toward sub-space. He’d no sooner gotten the words, “Open up, baby” and pushed his raging cock against her lips than she would have felt the machine speed up. As soon as she tightened her lips around him and tried to exercise a bit of control, he slowed the machine and said, “I know what you’re trying to do, you know? And I won’t let you top from the bottom. You know better than that my sweet little sub. Now, unless you want me to light up that beautiful ass of yours, you’ll play by the rules. If you come before I give you permission I’ll move the machine back a few inches and change out the dildo so that it’s not nearly as pleasant an experience for you.”
    Cort nearly laughed out loud at her instant response. She refocused her attention to giving him a mind-bending blow job and when he sped up, then tilted the angle of the machine fucking her sweet pussy he could smell her arousal. When she groaned around him, he knew he was too far gone. Sliding the control to the fastest setting, he managed to bark out the command to “Come for me!” The words had to have still been bouncing around the room when Cort saw Sally stiffen and when she screamed her release he felt as if someone had detonated an electrical charge in his balls. His cum pulsed in long streams down Sally’s welcoming throat.
    When he finally felt stable enough to stand without clutching the chair behind Sally’s head he moved back and knelt in front of her and kissed her hoping his lips could convey the thanks his voice wasn’t recovered enough to say. Thank heaven he’d remembered to hit the “kill” switch right away so he didn’t need to worry that she was still being penetrated when they were both gasping for air and trying to recover. When he was finally able to move he quickly unfastened her from the chair and carried her to the bed.
    Cuddling her close he kissed the tip of her nose and then each of her eyes as she closed them letting sleep pull her under. Even though he knew she had fallen asleep he whispered, “You are mine, you know. I’ve wasted enough time, and even if your heart isn’t there yet, your body already recognizes its master.” Pulling her tighter into his embrace he slid in to a contented sleep holding the woman who had just claimed him, heart and soul.
     
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    Trace had made several calls and was horrified at the results of the background check his friends had run on Gary George and case reports relating to Victoria Paulson. Tori had made dozens of police reports concerning stalking and violence, but had received little more than lip service responses and often not even that much. Her dog had been killed, her car damaged several times and ultimately destroyed, her home burglarized and all her belongings destroyed more than once. She had changed her mobile phone number several times and finally just abandoned it in favor of throw-away models that were basically only good for placing emergency calls. She had finally been asked to resign from her position at the law firm because Officer George had harassed her coworkers to the point none of them felt safe. But perhaps worst of all, the sweet woman sleeping so peacefully in his bed had lost all but one of her friends because they’d been too afraid to be near her, fearing they or their families would also be targeted. The injustice of it was almost more than Trace would comprehend.
    Mitch Grayson was the computer guru for ShadowDance, and he’d been able to access Tori’s medical records as well as all the police reports despite the