"A deal is a deal, Nat, our one week ends tomorrow noon," Mercedes trembled and said, as Nathan glared at her with desire, she could feel her walls wet, her panties greased with feminine moisture. Her eyes couldn't meet with Nathan's, her body melting to his touch around her waist, as he closed the gap between them. Irrespective of her response, Nathan didn't intend to make it easy on her. "You still didn't answer my question. Is that what you want," his voice was carried a sensual tone, as his closeness increased the heat around her. His hands cupped her breast, as he massaged it gently moving to her stomach till it found its resting place, patting her thighs gently. His fingers rubbed her clitoris over the thin bikini she wore. Mercedes moaned loudly, spreading her legs wider and arching her waist. Her body had a language it obeyed, which was Nathan's touch. His hands smoothed her skin through the transparent shirt she wore. "Tell me Merce, what do you want?" His voice car
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