You growl an inarticulate response, your focus on the need that is tapping against my lower back. You know the mood I’m in, it’s naughty, not deli...ate, and you instinctively push me off of you and down onto my belly. You pull my ass up and position yourself to enter me roughly. In one stroke, you fill me.I love this bed. You are so much bigger than me that it is difficult to take you from behind when we are both kneeling, but this bed is the perfect height, placing my opening at just the right. As you walked toward the kitchen, I closed my eyes and remembered the last few hours.You’d arrived in that dress and spent nearly two hours transforming me. A full body shave, then a massage and a light oil rubdown. Three attempts at make-up before we found something we both liked. Giggling like nervous school girls trying on mommy's clothes, as we looked for the perfect colors for my press-on nails, the perfect scent, and just the right amount of jewelry.We’d agreed on the outfit weeks ago: my. You swallow quickly as you start to furiously stroke your clit. You pull the vibrator from my ass and push it hard against your throbbing clit. You start screaming with my cock still in your mouth as you feel wave after wave of your orgasm shooting through your body. You climb up on to the bed and kiss me quickly before throwing on your robe. "What's your hurry?" I ask. "Room service will be here any minute with our breakfast. I ordered before I started trying to wake you up, but I was. This is a warning. If you bring trouble to my client, I will bring the wrath of a righteous god down on you. Otherwise have a nice day." This is a tabloid puke," I said to Anya. Try not to be nice to him ever."I turned my attention to Harvey. "How did you find my client?" I wanted to know because anyone could find her, if this puke had, I thought."I staked out your apartment. When you left in the truck I followed you." he said."My ass, you have a tracker on my truck?" I asked."No," he said."If.