Rave Review by Erica DeQuaya

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Music critic Diana Carson is at it again. As she sits through her version of self-torture--pianist Elliot Loomis' concert--she decides what scathing review she'll write about him. But as intermission approaches, Diana's brain gives way to her body's cravings when her thoughts and desires fast-forward to what will take place backstage in just a few moments...

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"Yes, Diana," he said in a low voice. He had moved behind her and she couldn't see him now. But she could sense the fury, the desire, pulsing through his voice. "You really outdid yourself with the last review. I thought my manager was going to commit homicide, he was so pissed."

Without warning, he slid two of his huge fingers into her and Diana gasped at the sudden heat that flooded her body at their entrance. "I was thinking of simply toying with you tonight," he said, almost reflectively. "You know, kind of like last time. When you almost got to the edge, but I forced you to wait until the last minute. That was something, wasn't it?"

Diana trembled violently as his fingers moved sinuously against her slick and swollen walls, creating their own form of erotic torture.

"My problem tonight," he said, withdrawing his fingers, "is that I'm pretty hard. I don't think I can go out there for the second half with a hard-on like this. So how do you think I should handle this, Diana?"

Gagged as she was, Diana could only choke out a sob in response. If she'd been able to talk, she damn well would have told him how to handle it, how to handle her. She wanted his cock to enter her, brutally and fast. He knew she needed it, too. But he'd continue to tease her with it, to discipline her, to torture her with his words until she would be ready to scream.