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His eyelids slid closed. His smile faded, & he began to move. Clutching my waist, pulling me to him as his hips rose, he entered me. The thumb at my clit wasn’t artful, not like the cool, possessed Sebastian. It ground against me, making every thrust a knifelike pleasure. The chocolate made it impossible to keep a grip on me, he moaned & repositioned himself, covering me.

‘You make me want to do such bad things to you,’ said Sebastian. "What kind of bad things?’ ‘I’m not sure they have names,’ he whispered, sliding off me & flipping me over onto my stomach. The tip of a hot tongue drew wet, invisible lines across my back. It was a pleasant sensation at first, until gradually his tongue grew less delicate, sliding in long, wet corridors over the length of my back.

He attacked my mouth. It wasn't a kiss – that didn't really describe it. He began to eat me alive, sucking at my lips until they hurt, & switching to my tongue. Then he settled down to a slow, sensual grind that involved sliding his tongue in & out of my mouth as if he were fucking it.

He hauled me up & plopped me down on the tabletop, spreading my legs with his hips. The masks rattled & jiggled. ‘Careful,’ I warned. ‘You don’t want to break anything.’ ‘Whatever gave you that idea? I want to break lots of things,’ he growled. Hands slid possessively along the outside of my bare thighs.

The music changed to something faster & harder, but neither of them seemed to notice. They were too busy using me as a scratching post. Sebastian’s face was in the crook of my neck. Between the rubbing & the grinding, it got so bad I had to concentrate on not doing something as déclassé as orgasming in public on a dance floor.

"‘You can slide it between your first & second finger . . .I felt him guiding Jean’s fingers, spreading them on either side of my clit. ‘And you can press your fingers together lightly & stroke." . . . Fuck, I think my ovaries just experienced their first charley horse.

I felt Jean’s cold fingers, being guided by Sebastian’s. I shuddered hard and gasped. ‘Oh my God! It’s . . . it’s wet, really wet!’ squealed Jean. ‘Do you realize what we could save on lube if we could do this?’

Sebastian's fingers returned to my cunt, gently pushed between the outer lips, & began long soft strokes along the cleft. I think I stopped grinning then. My reaction was almost instantaneous, producing a flood of juice that he spread over my clit on his next delicious pass. . . .Sweet baby Jesus!

"I felt Sebastian’s hands cross cup my tits; his lips grazed the back of my neck, pushing my hair away with his chin & going for the skin beneath it. I sighed into Jean’s mouth & reached between us to graze my fingers over his nipples beneath the waterline. He shuddered & sighed. I moved my hand & encircled his very, very definite erection." . . .

" Would you like to watch us fuck?" . . . Yes!