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Molten Core

... neck. James continued, “How about it, Eve? Will you fuck your naughty little cunt for me with that piece of art?” Eve gasped at his crude language, then moaned as his teeth grazed her overly sensitive skin. She knew she was lost to him. Closing her eyes and giving in to the dark arousal burning through her veins, she said, “Yes.” Her head tilted up and away, arching her neck in invitation, offering herself to this man who had complete control of her. “Yes what, Eve?” James applied pressure to his nibble, drawing a plaintive mewl from Eve. “Yes, I'll... fuck myself for you.” Eve was almost a little dizzy at the concept, but there was little more she wanted at that moment than to surrender herself to James. She felt more than heard the low, growling chuckle. James released her, and she felt momentarily adrift as she watched him move quickly to the front door of the gallery. She heard the quiet snick of the lock being engaged. The tiny, rational voice in her head insisted now was the time to put an end to this, to send that tall, gorgeous, enigmatic man out the door. Instead, she remained mute, watching as he made his way slowly around the display counter. James reached out and took her hand, fingers lacing with hers in an oddly intimate manner. His smile was teasing as he said, “Do we need this one in the case, Eve?” Eve opened and closed her mouth, then shook her head. She figured her blush couldn't get any hotter when she said, “I... keep one here. Um, in the... ...

... freezer.” She looked up at James and saw a fleeting moment of surprise, then a mirthful sparkle filled his stare. “You're such a naughty girl, Eve.” He leaned into her, towering over her, and Eve felt deliciously trapped between him and the back wall as he spoke. “Show me.” Eve shivered, then looked into his eyes and knew she'd deny him nothing. Slowly, she walked past him, his hand sliding over her shoulder and settling at the nape of her neck. She led him to the small break room, where a couple of plush chairs and a little side table made up the seating. James released her, leaning up against a wall and watching as she moved to the refrigerator. She looked over her shoulder once, then opened the freezer section and pulled out a sealed plastic bag. Her hands trembled as she held the cold, thick glass dildo. The entire thing felt wickedly lewd. Naughty and entirely over the top. It sent a hot lick of excitement through her, centered at her sopping wet crotch. Eve left the bag on the counter, then turned and walked back to James. He was smiling darkly, and Eve noticed for the first time the sizable bulge distending the front of his trousers. Her eyes widened slightly as her imagination ran rampant, images of James fucking her cascading through her mind. “Set it down and take off your pants, Eve,” said James. Eve toed off her shoes, then did as he said, feeling her chest heat up as she undid her belt and popped the button of her cargos. The zipper came next, and the sound seemed ...