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“So this is your place, huh?” Justice inquired, looking around. I closed the door behind him. He turned toward me with a bright smile. “I dig it. It’s very you.”

I frowned. “You’ve known me for all of two hours total. How the hell would you know what’s me?”

“I’m just that good.” He poked a glass DNA sculpture and I smacked his hand. “Don’t touch anything, except for me.” I linked my arms around his neck and smashed our lips together.

The man moaned into my mouth and his hands formed to my waist. He rubbed his hands up my back and unzipped the dress on their descent to cup my butt.

I pulled our faces away. “Don’t try to seduce me with words. I’m immune.” I said, pushing him toward the bedroom.

 

A few hours later, I was sitting against the headboard watching Justice put his clothes back on, for the second time.

“You’re kind of fun.” He tossed me a roguish smile over his shoulder. “Who’d have known?” He laughed, but it was more to himself. “You’re actually kind of a natural at fucking.”

I frowned, my eyes flowing him stand and shimmy his white jeans up his toned lower body. Seriously, who the hell wore white jeans regularly? And they were clean too. “What’s that dumb face?”

His stupid smirk stretched further. “Making a mental note to fuck science nerds more often.”

I sneered at him. “I am not a nerd.”

“Yes, you are, and it’s enduring.” He leaned across the bed and rubbed our noses together with a laugh when I pushed him away. “Don’t ever lose that charm.” He said, before kissing me on the mouth. He pulled away and let his head fall to the side with a sexy little moan before he leaned in again and kissed me with more meaning, and depth.

My body started to respond to him as if it knew who he was. The man moaned into my mouth and plunged his tongue in to mate with mine. I gasped when his hand slipped down to my pussy and inside my wetness.

“Fuck,” I whispered. My strained voice seemed to scream into the quiet room.

He finally pulled our faces apart, rested his forehead on mine, but his hands kept at their task.

“Can you explain to me why you’re so fucking wet? Like all the damn time, shit.” He whined the last part when he pulled his fingers out my pussy and examined the gooey substance on his fingers.

He slid them back in me eliciting a strangled moan from my parched throat. That was why he’d been trying to leave for the past three hours after our first encounter. First it was me, now him finding awe and mystery in the other’s anatomy.

I was fascinated.

I cleared my throat. “It’s really just brain chemistry talking to my body. My brain suspects that when you’re around there will be sexual play.” I moaned, as his fingers were stroking at the perfect pattern to cause a string of pleasurable tingles.

My hips flexed to that rythm. My brain struggled to pick back up on the conversation. “You release, uh, pheromones.” I said, moaning as he licked my pelvic bone. “And this.” I failed to gesture at his lower activity. “A woman’s physical sexual arousal begins with the excitement phase.”

“Mmm,” he moaned, “You mean that pesky seduction phase? Mhm, keep going.” He kissed my thighs. He was moving so slow it was driving me mad and dear god’s alive I wanted him inside me, again. What was I some ravenous beast?

“An increase in genital blood flow leads to vascular engorgement.” I continued. Science seemed the only thing to make sense. “Th-This increase in blood flow and p-p-pressure causes an increase in fluid production from the vaginal walls.” I gasped, when his mouth closed around my already yearning pussy. “Oh, oh.” I whined, pulling my fingers through his hair.

I frowned down at sinister eyes when he pulled his face away from my greedy flesh. We held each other’s eyes for a long while until I spoke. “Why did you stop?” I wanted to know.

“Because you did.”

I groaned and tried to remember where I left off. “The Bartholin’s glands and/or the Skene’s gland are considered to play a part in the p-production of arousal fluid-- Ah,” I gasped, when he continued his suckling and licking. “O-Once you’re fully, physically, sexually aroused it’s normal to feel vaginal sensations, swelling, and sufficient w-wetness.” I struggled out trying to hold the explanation but distracted. It was obvious he got off on torturing me. “Arousal fluid is vaginal lubrication which the body creates to enable painless penetration and moveme-- Justice, just fuck me, please.”

His handsome laughter floated to my ears. “Oh, you know I love it when you talk dirty. I never thought I’d say this, but that nerdy shit is actually a huge turn on.” He kissed up my body and moved his hand over my belly and between my legs. He stroked me there sliding his finger between my slippery lips while he sucked a breast in his mouth. I reached to the nightstand and ripped a condom from the rest, tore it out the pack and pushed him to kneel on the bed. I rolled it over his penis, delight filled my entire body.

Hopeless fiend. I couldn’t stop the thought echoing in my mind.

He whispered an airy “shit.” As he slid inside me. When I looked up into his grey eyes they were heavy and sultry. I could see that he wanted to be deep inside me when I held those eyes and it made me giddy with excitement. “Fuck. Jackie; you’re so ready.”

I moaned and hooked my ankles together, my thighs keeping him trapped. Although I was against slavery in any form, making him my sex slave sounded like a perfectly logical and acceptable thing to do at that time.

I gasped; his intrusion filling me with unmatched, unfiltered pleasure. “Oh yeah, there.” I said, when his stroke found my g-spot. He was kissing my face and running his digits through my hair and keeping a steady rhythm.

“I wanna see you come.” He nibbled my ear the added sensation was too much forcing me to slip into oblivion.

 

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