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Chapter 47

MY breath stutters, but I part my legs. He cups my mons. "You remember who belongs to?"

I flush.

"It's mine. And If I was too rough with it, you'd be within your rights to pout a little, kitten. Makes me kiss it better when I get home tonight."

The thought has my Nipples tightening, pussy clenching. The image of us some kind of 1950s married couple floats through my mind. I'm the sex-kitten wife, waiting for him to come home from a hard day at work. Offer him a drink and loosen his tie before I pout and make him lick my pussy as compensation for pounding me too hard the night before.

Okay, I'm getting way too excited. And there's work to be done. Serious work.

He pulls into his garage and insist on carrying me inside. "Your ankle is sore, and you're not wearing panties." I laugh. "So those are the two criteria for getting carried?"

"That's right. Now, watch the sass or I'll have to see to that pretty little ass of yours before I go. Is it sore, too?"

I reach back and run my hand over
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