Page 63 of Playing For Keeps


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“Um…” Eden swallowed thickly, the dildo dragging slowly in and out of her saturated pussy seeming to be distracting her as much now as when it was at full tilt. “Um, I think…”

“Now, Miss Jade.”

She screwed up her face in concentration. “I-I can’t tell anyone,” she said, shimmying backward so the dildo was working deeper again. “I can’t tell anyone what we do because they won’t understand.”

“That’s right. What else?”

“I’m… I’m a bad girl because I wouldn’t like this if I were good?”

“Exactly. What else have I taught you?”

“I… um… OhGod!”

“I think I see the problem, Miss Jade.” Willow flicked off the machine, and Eden yelped as though he’d slapped her. “No! No! Please, more?”

“Whore,” he said, as coldly as he could manage with all his blood in his cock. “Start again. Tell me my rules. All of them.”

She closed her eyes. “It’s a secret. I’m a bad, dangerous girl, and you own my body. If I don’t do exactly what you say, you’ll tell my father I’m insane and have me committed.”

Willow drew down his fly and pulled out his aching cock. “Exactly. Now get yourself off my machine, and come suck yourrealfavourite toy, Miss Jade.”

She obeyed, shifting away from the dildo and crawling toward him, her dress billowing around her naked body. The scent of fresh pussy grew so strong, his mouth filled with spit, and he was pleased to see that while not small, his dick was bigger than the fuck machine dildo.

You wait, he thought as Eden’s pale hands closed tight around his shaft.I’ll make it feel like you’ve never been fucked before.

Eden sucked greedily, licking and taking him into her throat, but he still gripped the back of her head and worked her deeper. She choked a little, spit running down the sides of her mouth.

“You want to get fucked, you do what I say,” Willow snarled. “That’s a rule too, isn’t it?”

She moaned her agreement.

“Good. Go lower. Lick me.”

She lowered her mouth and drew on his balls, and Willow groaned, gripping her hand and making her stroke his shaft at the same time. It didn’t seem legal to see a face so beautifullooking up at him while he had a warm mouth on his sack. If he didn’t stop her soon, he would come on her face.

“That’s enough,” he said, drawing Jade backward by her hair. “Lift your dress; show me the cause of all your father’s problems.”

She lifted the hem of her nightdress and pulled it to her hips. Her cunt was flushed, pink as her cheeks and glistening. Willow studied her pussy as he unbuttoned his shirt, removed his shoes and pants. Eden licked her lips as she watched him, and he took himself in his fist and pumped.

“Does it hurt?” he asked, keeping his voice low and calm as he worked himself. “Between your legs, Miss Jade? Are you aching?”

“Yes, Doctor.”

“And what would you do? To have me inside you one more time?”

“Anything you wish of me.” She swallowed heavily again. “Doctor McKinley, I’ve been here so many times. When will I be cured?”

Willow let go of his dick and glared at her. “When I fucking well tell you you are, slut.”

She flushed with what looked like genuine shame, and Willow wondered if he’d pushed the boat out too far. He was about to apologise, but Eden beat him to the punch.

“I’m sorry, Doctor McKinley. I don’t want it to stop.”

“Of course you don’t,” he snarled, privately relieved. “Now shut your little mouth. No one wants to hear a pretty girl talk.”

He lay on his back in the middle of the bed, holding his cock upright. It was throbbing, the vein down the front fit to burst. He loosened his hold. For once, he wasn’t worried he’d lose his hard-on; he was scared he’d finish too fast.

“Sit on me,” he barked. “Slowly. Don’t try to take me all at once, Miss Jade, though I’m sure you’d like to.”