Janna and Sean were working independently within their group at the nightclub. Sean had been keeping Shirley and Bernice entertained and Janna had been focused mostly on Jazmin. Now it looked as if Bernice had wandered off with a couple of young things that piqued her interest. Shirley looked totally out of her element at this point and acted as if she wanted to leave.
That suited Janna just fine. She wanted Sean freed up to do what she does best, and that was...fucking Janna. If Janna was lucky, first Sean would beat her, then she would fuck her. That thought alone inspired Janna to turn up her "naughty factor."
She was dancing with the younger woman. Janna moved Jazmin across the floor right into Sean's view. Janna saw Sean say good-bye to Shirley and then watch her leave the club. Janna began rubbing on Jazmin, who, since she was Janna's number one fan, did not seem to mind at all.
As if sensing she was being watched, Sean turned her deep-set, chocolate eyes back upon Janna. Her eyes remained on them for some time as if caught in Janna's web. Sean leaned against a post and watched Janna put her hands on the younger woman. Janna challenged Sean with her eyes, daring her to look away or to do something to stop her. Sean ignored the provocation and remained where she was, drinking her drink and watching the show.
Sean watched Janna pull Jazmin very close and kiss her. Janna took Jazmin's hands and put them up around her neck. They kissed again, but this time Jazmin was the aggressor. Sean was equally jealous and turned on at the same time. Sean saw Janna look over at her as they kissed, her eyes still inciting.
Sean rubbed her crotch.
In response, Janna grabbed Jazmin's ass and pulled up on both cheeks.
Sean grabbed her belt buckle with one hand and mouthed the words: "You are so gonna get it."
Janna pulled back and smiled. That was exactly what longed for, so she turned Jazmin in her arms.
Sean watched as they swayed to the music and Janna's hands roamed over the front of Jazmin's body. Jazmin placed her hand up behind Janna's neck and they kissed again. The beat of the music picked up and the two of them continued to dance.
Finally Sean's cocktail was no more than fruity ice and she watched them pull apart. Janna talked into Jazmin's ear. She pulled back from Janna and smiled. They hugged and Jazmin reluctantly moved away from Janna.
Sean watched Janna dancing alone, eyes closed. Her body moved like liquid silver. Watching her, the blood pulsed through Sean's veins, making certain parts of her body throb uncontrollably.
Janna felt a hand on her wrist. She opened her eyes to he looked at the intruding grasp, her gaze following the arm up to the shoulder. Suddenly she was propelled forward into Sean's chest. Janna's eyes met hers, challenging her, and it made Sean smile. They left the club.
Back in their hotel room Sean sat Janna down on the couch.
You sit right there. Do not move." Sean went to her bag.
Janna felt her heartbeat in her clit. It always seemed to pound when Sean got like this. It was as if Sean was sending a mental electric current to the ring there. The rings in her nipples tingled as well, but her clit was a whole other animal. It was a triangle piercing. That little trinity had heightened every sexual experience she'd had since Sean had gotten her pierced. That ring also signified that Janna belonged to Sean.
Sean pulled out her purple harness. Janna knew what that meant and a shock of excitement ran through every limb, right down to her perfect little pedicure. This was the harness reserved for Sean's double dildo. Sean could use that penis for hours, giving herself pleasure, while withholding orgasms from Janna for just as long.
Sean looked at Janna. Her red lips parted slightly over that soft cleft in her chin. Janna was a beauty with her own look. If Sean had to say she resembled anyone it would be Rose McGowan. Janna was not like anyone in the industry, because everything about her was natural. From her pert nose, voluptuous lips, her generous, well-developed breasts right down to her pear shaped ass. Her body made Sean's lips curl lecherously. "You've been very naughty tonight haven't you?"
"No," Janna replied as she sat perfectly still.
"Lying Bitch," she whispered. Sean stepped over to her. "Look up."
Janna lifted her head.
Sean placed a little, pink, velvet collar on Janna's neck. She fastened it and then turned it around so the diamond studs shown. "So-o-o...pretty..." Sean whispered to herself, as if Janna wasn't even there.
Sean went to her bag and pulled out her barber's strap and manacles. She set these on the little desk. Sean wasn't sure if she'd use them, but the intent set the scene.
Janna smiled slowly. She held very still, trying not to rub her legs together in anticipation.
"You enjoy taunting me, don't you?" Sean asked.
"Yes," Janna admitted.
Sean pulled off her shirt.
Her bronze skin looked like velvet. Janna yearned to run her fingers and lips over it.
"Why is that?" Sean asked.
"Because you like it," Janna replied.
"Why do you think that?" Sean tugged off her jeans.
Janna marveled at the tautness of Sean's calve muscles and her tight glutes. No matter how many times she saw Sean naked, it gave Janna a thrill. She had the body of a porn star...a male porn star. Oh, make no mistake...Sean was all woman, but she used her gender fluidity to its fullest potential.
"Are we stopping now?" Sean asked. She faced Janna and saw her appraising stare.
"No...I'm sorry...I do it because you like to beat me."
"You want me to beat you." Sean pulled on the harness.
"No...I want you to fuck me," Janna replied with a boldness that was belied by the tremor in her voice.
Sean adjusted the harness and said, "Ohhh I think that is a long way off since you've been so naughty." She saw a smile cross Janna's face. Sean knew Janna got off on pushing her buttons. She did it well; Sean decided to push back: "I should have brought Jazmin back here and fucked her in front of you."
Janna looked up, eyes flashing.
"Ohhh ho! Didn't like that did you?" Sean slipped her dildo into the harness then stroked it a few times once it was in place. She heard Janna gasp. "Like I said....that is a long way off Princess." She did not look at Janna, but knew she blushed and lowered her gaze.
Janna was well trained now. They had words in place that alerted the other that the scene had begun or that it was over.
Sean searched her bag until she found what she was looking for, crossed back, kneeled in front of Janna and tugged at her panties. She held up a little egg covered in teal silicone. "You'll never guess what this is..." Sean said. The edges of her lips lifted as she continued, "...a friend of mine designed it...it's quite ingenious." Sean lifted up Janna's skirt. "Hold that..." she whispered.
Janna took hold of the material even though she wanted to touch Sean's shoulders. The urge was so overwhelming Janna had to grip the material tightly in her fists to resist it.
Sean looked down at Janna's freshly waxed skin and the ring that hung down from her lovely, rosy-red clit. It seemed almost like a tiny little door knocker, but Janna was hers and nobody had better come knocking on this door. Sean took in a sharp breath as she touched the little pink diamond that hung down from the platinum ring.
Janna's knees moved apart in response to Sean's touch. She felt her clit begin to expand; making her more aware of the jewelry that adorned it. Janna could not stop herself from making a little mewling noise.
Sean looked up. "You want this so bad...I can almost smell it."
"I can't help it." Janna whispered.
Sean moved her fingers up, parting Janna's soft wet lips. She rubbed the egg back and forth, watching Janna's face as she did. Sean saw her lips part again and heard Janna's soft sigh. Sean leaned in, their eyes never broke contact and their lips came so close. Sean could feel Janna's breath quicken. Sean moaned slightly, her fingers and the egg were now coated. She grasped it firmly and pressed it past Janna's lips. The egg slid easily into Janna's warm cunt. Sean smiled then pushed the egg up until she felt it was in just the right position.
Janna bit her lower lip at the welcomed invasion. Her eyes closed and Sean continued to watch her for several moments. It was taking every ounce of control Sean had not to throw Janna down and take her right then.
Sean drew a long, steady breath, sat back on her heels and, as she exhaled, Janna's eyes fluttered open. "
Stand up," Sean said and watched Janna rise above her. Sean pulled Janna's panties back up.
Janna's face was stoic as Sean fixed her skirt, making sure to fondle her briefly as she did.
Sean stood. "Where's your phone?"
"In my purse."
Sean brought the phone and an ice bucket back over to Janna. Sean handed both to her. "We need ice... my pretty Princess." She touched the little collar on her neck.
Janna looked at her. Their eyes connected. Janna felt a tremor run through her clit from the touch of Sean's thumb as it brushed her skin.
"I want you to go up to the top floor and get me a bucket of ice." Sean stepped back and sat on the couch. She held her own cell in one hand and stroked her cock with the other.
Janna stared at it longingly. She wanted to suck on it. She needed to feel it inside her.
"Now, Princess." Sean's hips flexed as she slid her palm slowly up the shaft.
Janna tore her eyes away and left the room with the bucket. She tried to stop thinking about Sean there in the room stroking her big, long dick. When she reached the top floor, her phone rang.
Janna jumped. "Hello?" she said unsteadily, because her cunt was now vibrating.
"Mmm...can you feel that?" Sean asked.
"Can...I feel...what?" Janna gasped as the vibrator changed rhythm.
"How hard I am, sitting here, thinking about beating you."
"Ohh..." Janna sighed.
"Doesn't it make that tight little cunt of yours just tingle with excitement?"
"Mmm...yes." Janna leaned on the wall.
"Yes what?" Sean demanded.
"Yes...Master," Janna said. Her voice had become breathless.
"Now get that ice,Bitch."
"Yes Master."
"I'm gonna rub my cock while I listen to you."
"Yes-s-s Master..." Janna walked down the hall. She could not see straight and went to the wrong end.
Sean groaned in her ear. "I'm thinking about those pretty lips wrapped around my hard cock."
Janna blinked her eyes tight and swallowed. "Oh...god...yes Master." Janna had gotten turned back around and now she stood in front of the machine, filling the bucket.
"That's it," Sean moaned. "Now take the bucket to the first floor.
Sean ended the call and Janna felt the vibrator stop.
"Jesus." She got her bearings and went to the elevator. It stopped half-way down and several people got on.
As the elevator doors opened on the first floor, she heard her phone ring again. Janna took a quick breath as she answered it. "Yes?"
"Yes what?" Sean said, allowing for distraction rather than hanging up on her.
"Yes Master." Janna saw two women look back at her as they got off.
"That's better. Go empty that bucket and refill it down there."
"Yes Master." Janna walked across the lobby looking for the ice machine.
Sean heard her heels clicking on tile. "Ohhh...did you know that the sound of your heels makes me so hard?" Sean groaned.
Janna walked the wrong way again then turned around and saw a sign for vending machines and ice. Sean groaned in her ear. She found the ice and dumped the bucket then refilled it.
"I can almost feel how wet you are now. God I want to taste you..." Sean's voice trailed off into a deep rumbling growl.
"Yes Master," Janna said, trying to keep control.
Sean could hear the whine in Janna's voice. "Who knows, I might come...while you're on the phone."
"Ohh...God....Master." Janna felt her legs tremble.
"Take the ice up to the fifteenth floor." Sean hung up on her.
Janna stood there for several minutes. She felt her cunt throbbing. She'd been so close that time. Sean called her on the fifteenth, made her get more and take it to the second floor.
On that floor, when Sean called her, she didn't even wait for Janna to speak, but growled into the phone, "Now...listen to me...Bitch."
"Yes Master." Janna heard the strain in Sean's voice.
"I've been up here thinking about your ass and all the things I want....to do...to it...."
Janna's lips parted.
"It makes me so....hard..."
Janna could hear Sean's slick fist stroking up and down the shaft. Sean's breaths increased.
"How I want to bite it...and...take my strap...to it..." Sean was panting. "Then once it's bruised and covered in welts."
Janna felt her own pulse quicken.
"I want to lick your ass and suck on it and push my tongue inside."
Janna felt her mouth go dry and her panties moisten. "Oh...Master...please."
"What?...Please what Princess?"
"I want you to do that to me....so badly...." Janna leaned her head against the wall. She closed her eyes and listened to Sean panting in her ear.
"Oh... Christ...Fuck ME!" Sean gasped suddenly.
Janna felt weak-kneed and almost dropped the bucket of ice as she heard Sean orgasm on the other end. She could hear Sean's harsh breaths and could almost feel them on her skin. "God..." Janna exhaled, having realized she was holding her breath. "Thank you Master."
Sean took two deep breaths then said, "Now dump that bucket and go up to the fourteenth floor with more ice." The call ended and Janna stood for several moments trying to regain control. That had brought her so close, but again Sean ended the call too soon.
Over and over she did this to Janna. She'd call, spreading out the time between each one, then end it abruptly. Up and down Janna went, filling the ice bucket, emptying it and then refilling it with new ice. Janna was beginning to perspire. Her cunt was dripping and she was on the verge.
Janna now rode up in the elevator as instructed. Two men were standing in front of her looking up with their backs to her.
She was so sensitive to everything around her, the size of their hands, their cologne, how their asses looked in their jeans. Janna would give anything to be able to hump one of the men's legs just to rid herself of this horrendous ache. She was even tempted to give them her cell number and make them call her right now.
Just as that thought passed through her brain her phone rang and Janna jumped. It rang again and she answered it. "Hell...Hello?"
"Hello ice Bitch." Sean waited a beat or two then said, "Say 'Hello Master.'"
"Hello...Master." Janna said. She felt her face redden.
"You're on the elevator."
"Yes Master."
"And you're not alone," Sean said with certainty.
"No...Master."
"I want you to come."
Given what Janna did for a living, one would think she would not be uncomfortable performing sexual acts for an audience. Except these men were strangers and there were no cameras. One man peered back over his shoulder. Janna felt the vibrations nudge her back up a notch.
"No...please Master." Janna felt her face redden, as if they could hear what Sean had said.
Yes. You're so close, I can feel it."
"I...can't Master," Janna gasped.
"Sure you can...I'll help you...imagine me sitting here stroking the perfect cock."
"Oh...god," she whispered. Janna could see that dildo she'd given Sean for Christmas. They called it that, because Janna had said that her perfect lover needed the perfect cock.
It was her favorite toy and Sean knew it.
Janna imagined that perfect cock filling her, touching her deeply in just the right spot.
"What I wouldn't give to bend you over, right in front of them and fuck your sweet cunt with it."
"Jesus..." Janna began to whimper.
"My big hands would come up around your neck...."
Janna closed her eyes and lost herself to it. Sean controlled and captivated her so completely.
"Tell me you're coming," Sean demanded.
"Christ Master...I'm Coming!" she whispered harshly.
"Louder," Sean said, knowing how Janna loved to be humiliated.
The elevator had stopped.
"Jesus! I'm Coming Master!" Janna had fallen back against the railing behind her. Her hips were undulating back and forth.
"Good Girl," Sean said.
Both men stepped out, but stood looking back at Janna as the door closed.
My God....Master...thank you." Janna's voice was still breathless.
"I'll reward you again...get your ass up here now...and don't forget to get more ice on this floor."
"Yes Master." Janna could barely walk when the doors opened again. She spilled half of her ice. She'd made it to the vending area and completed her final task.
Janna stood before their door and knocked, because she realized she did not have her key card. After waiting for what seemed like an eon her phone rang and startled her.
"Where are you Princess?" Sean actually sounded worried.
"I'm outside the door Master...did you not hear me knock?"
"No one has knocked."
"Yes..." Janna knocked. "See?"
"What's the number on the door, Princess?"
"712, Master."
"We're in 812," Sean said.
"Oh...dear...I'm sorry Master." Janna shuddered as the vibrator moved into a different sequence.
Sean almost laughed in her ear. Instead she growled to cover it, "Get up here Bitch and don't forget...new ice."
"Ye...yes-s-s Master." Janna slumped against the door jamb as the vibrator and the phone cut out. "Holy...mother..." she whispered and looked around.
Janna decided on the stairs and climbed them quickly. She stood in the vending area as she refilled the bucket and caught her breath. As always with Sean, the more Janna got the more she wanted, and right now she coveted anything Sean was going to dish out.
Just as she was about to knock on their door her phone rang. Janna jumped and almost dumped her treasure.
"Yes Master," she said breathlessly into the phone.
Sean felt her clit begin to throb. "Remove those wet panties.
Janna complied.
"Kneel."
"Yes Master," she said as she obeyed.
"There's a toll," Sean said as she looked through the peephole.
"Yes Master?"
"Take out a piece of ice and put it in your ass."
"Master?"
"You heard me."
Janna looked up and down the hall. "Oh...Master, please...no."
Sean looked down at her and smiled. She liked it when Janna balked at her authority. "Do you want to come in?"
Janna felt another orgasm stirring. "Yes...y...you know I do Master."
"Then do it."
Janna looked around.
"Now, Bitch," Sean growled in her ear.
Janna reached around and lifted her skirt then grabbed a piece of ice. "Oh God Master...it's going to make me come..." Janna whined.
"Then you had better come so I can hear you."
"Yes Master." Janna touched the ice to her ass and pushed. She felt her breath leave her. "Oh...God Jesus!" she said, sucking air in.
"Tight assed Bitch." Sean stroked her cock.
"Yes Master...oh...God."
"Now one more." Sean knew this would send her over the edge and beyond.
Janna grabbed another piece of ice, and as she pushed into her ass she came hard.
"OH Fuck....Master!" she moaned loudly into the phone.
The door opened. Sean looked down at Janna. Her hips were thrusting up into the air. Sean turned off the phone and Janna's head dropped. She was determined to prolong her torture.
"Pick up that ice and those panties and get your ass in here." Sean stroked her cock slowly.
Janna stood unsteadily and crossed the threshold. Her eyes darting to Sean's hand movements.
Sean locked the door.
Janna stopped in the middle of the room. Water and come were running down her legs.
Sean took the phone and her panties. "Take out the vibrator."
Janna looked down, dazed. She realized her knees were together. She squeezed her cunt muscles, reached in and pulled out the egg.
Sean watched her face. God she was beautiful. "Take off your clothes..."
Janna looked at her.
"...and put that bucket on the coffee table."
Janna undressed and did as she was told. She stood naked and brimming with excitement.
Sean touched her hair. "Now...I'll reward you Princess," Sean whispered in her ear. She let one hand trail down Janna's back. There were two cushions from the loveseat in the middle of the floor. "Lay over the pillows."
Janna got down on top of them.
Sean moved Janna's hips so her ass was more prone. Janna mewed and Sean took in a quick breath - Janna's excitement was palpable. She kneeled down and struck the barber's strap across Janna's bare cheeks.
Janna counted each stroke Sean laid across her skin. The feel of the leather was astonishing.
Sean would stop every few strikes and rub ice on her ass. She let cold drops go over her spine as well.
Janna shuttered, moaned, and thanked her.
Sean beat her ceaselessly. She actually began to perspire.
Janna began to cry out as she counted. It had become apparent that Sean was bent on breaking her tonight. Usually Janna took up the gauntlet, but Sean had meted out her torture with such precision, everything up to this point had been an intricate form of foreplay. Janna wanted nothing more then to continue taking it, but the reality of the situation was, she needed it to culminate now in that release she craved more than anything else.
Sean shoved ice in her ass and cunt.
"Oh...God Master!"
Sean could tell Janna was wearing thin, but wanted to push it a little farther.
Sean beat her several more times and Janna finally had to yell out: "Tootsie! Please Master TOOTSIE!"
Sean was shocked Janna had used her word. She stopped; dropping the strap mid-swing. She dipped her hands in the bucket and iced Janna's ass. Sean could feel the welts raised on her flesh.
"Oh...Mother of..." Janna expelled. She was embarrassed; having used her word.
Sean kissed her lower back. "Shh...it's ok...I'm here." Sean kissed her ass and the reddened backs of her legs. "You're so beautiful." Sean whispered in her ear.
"God...I hate you," Janna whispered as she tried to bite back the tears.
Sean smiled. It was what they said. "Not as much as I hate you."
"Oh...God..." Janna sobbed.
Sean kissed her, then iced her ass again.
"I'm...so sorry." Janna cried.
"No...why?" Sean's hands stilled on her burning flesh. The sight of it made her breath catch in her throat.
"I...I...I...used my word." She bit her lip to stop it from quivering.
"That's nothing to be sorry for...God Baby...you were amazing." She kissed her back and then moved Janna into their bed. Sean held her in her arms and Janna stopped crying. "Shhh there...there...who's my brave girl...my beautiful Princess?" Sean whispered.
Janna looked at her. This was a switch. "Me?" she said surprising even herself.
"Yes, of course you. What a beautiful gift." Sean's hand moved up into her lush blood-red hair. "Who do I beat?" Sean whispered as she nuzzled her neck.
Janna smiled it made her eyes twinkle. "Me."
"Yes you...and only you." Sean kissed her deeply.
Janna pulled back her head. "Oh-h-h...Seany..." She kissed Sean's cheeks and eyes.
"Yes?"
"Please...I..." Janna kissed her fervently.
Sean's lips responded, making Janna's head spin and her cunt...well that had been established.
"God fuck me...haven't I been good?"
"Yes...but..." Sean didn't know why she hesitated. This thing they had going was good...Christ it was mind boggling, but even though she enjoyed dishing out all Janna could take...suddenly she did not want to hurt her, she only wanted to protect her.
"But? Please....Please?" Janna whined.
The whine. It was like a narcotic; whenever Sean heard it she felt an overwhelming surge of...power.
Janna knew what buttons to push to get what she wanted. She whined and mewed into Sean's neck.
In some part of her brain ,Sean knew exactly what Janna was doing. There are those who do not like it when their property topped from the bottom, but Sean actually fell into the trap repeatedly, because, well, she had an overwhelming need for Janna. It was a never ending desire to do unmentionably evil things to her body, which Sean had done over and over. Best of all, Janna kept coming back for more, no matter what Sean did to her.
Sean rolled Janna onto her back.
"Ohh...Jesus...Seany..." Janna whined.
Sean lifted her knees.
"God...please no...it hurts." Janna said.
Sean stopped again. What was wrong with her? Why did she keep stopping? This had never happened before. Sean looked down and Janna actually smiled. "
What?" Sean asked.
"You stopped," Janna replied, but she looked as if she'd swallowed a canary. She liked this change in Sean.
"You said it hurt."
"That never stopped you before," Janna purred.
"It's different," Sean whispered, her voice husky.
"I don't want it to be different." She pushed hard at Sean's chest. Janna smacked Sean's arms and shoulders then the side of her head.
Sean fought off her hands. "Uhnnn!" She grunted as she flipped Janna over. She pulled two pillows down and pulled Janna roughly up onto them.
"Oh!" Janna exhaled. This was more like it. She kicked back. "No that will hurt more," she whined.
"I know," Sean growled and slapped her ass.
"NO!" Janna struggled.
Sean licked between her cheeks.
"Oh God..."
Sean sucked at her ass.
"Holy Christ...Sean...Oh my God..."
Sean pressed her tongue up inside her.
"God....that's so...goo-oo-ood."
Sean groaned and sucked at her. She felt her excitement increase. She grabbed Janna's hips and in one swift motion, Sean entered her.
"Jesus Fucking Christ!" Janna felt the penetration fully.
Sean held her tight then lay half on top of her.
"Oh...God that fucking hurts," Janna gasped.
"Be careful what you wish for..." Sean warned as she bit at the back of Janna's neck.
"Fucking Bastard," she groaned.
Sean lifted her own hips and heard Janna's breath catch. "Mmm...that's the spot, isn't it?" she said.
"Yeah...yeah...oh God...it hurts so good Seany...God....you're gonna make me..."
Sean bit into her neck and ground against her ass. Janna was always so verbal in bed. More so than in their scenes together, then she always had to be prompted to speak her lines.
Janna's voice became more breathless. "Jesus yes...oh my fucking God Sean..." She bit into the pillow. Her voice took on that whining tenor, "I'm...so gonna come...."
Sean moaned as she grabbed Janna's shoulders. Sean's hips thrust fully with clean, long strokes into Janna's cunt. No matter how many times they did this Sean could not get over how incredibly tight Janna remained. She moved forward, placing her hands on either side of Janna's shoulders. Sean rotated her hips forward undulating against her ass at the end of each stroke.
You're gonna make me come so hard...Jesus....Jesus...OH FUCK SEAN!" Janna's hips shuddered hard back against her. She'd gotten that release now with Sean buried deep inside her, making her orgasm so explosively she felt as if she'd just ejaculated.
Sean thrust three more times and her own orgasm ripped through her. She felt it go on and on. It washed over the length of her body making her shudder and quake above Janna's welt-covered ass.
Janna gasped beneath her. She felt the harness rub into her sore ass and another orgasm ripped up through her.
Sean bit on her shoulder and her hips seemed to shudder repeatedly, uncontrollably, and then finally, they stilled.
"Jesus...Seany..." Janna gasped as her hips continued to move beneath Sean.
Sean could not see straight. She moved off to the left and gulped air into her lungs. She felt the coolness hit the sweat that had formed on her chest and stomach. She was overwhelmed by the experience. "Mmmph....sho-o-o," Sean mumbled as she exhaled.
"Really?" Janna asked, draping herself over Sean.
"Yep..." Sean saw stars and took another staggered breath.
"Christ Seany...that was so good...no one fucks me... like you." She touched a finger to Sean's sternum.
"Mmmph..." Sean said, struggling to keep conscious.
"Oh really?" Janna lifted her head and saw that Sean's eyes were now closed, but she nodded. "Boi...fucked...peace out..." Janna whispered.
She kissed Sean's chest and felt her arms come around her protectively. She closed her eyes as well, because Janna knew it was only a matter of time before they would be at it again. That was always one thing she could count on in this crazy world...Sean craving her as much as she craved Sean. Janna smiled and sighed.
Originally published October 2007 - "Kink"