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fingers in fierce contractions as her whole body shook with the force of her orgasm.
    He leaned against her and took her tremors into his soul.
    “Oh. My. God.” Eve’s body turned to jelly against him, and he had to hold her entire weight to stop her from sliding bonelessly to the floor.
    “Are you okay?” Simon quietly asked the woman panting in his arms.
    “No.”
    “You’re breathing.”
    “Are you sure? I thought I just died and went to heaven.”
    Simon snickered. Judging it safe to release his hold on her, he let her arms down and gently rubbed her shoulders.
    She moved a little and kicked herself free of her pants. “You have too many clothes on, Simon. We have to do something about that.”
    “In a moment.” He was certainly hard enough, and ready enough, but he was finding an unusual pleasure in watching Eve as she recovered from the depths of an intense climax. He wanted to see the heat return to those burning eyes as he brought her to another orgasm in a little while. They had all night. There was no hurry.
    His cock, however, although impressed with all this whimsy, was definitely sending a message loud and clear. Let me out !
    As if reading his mind, Eve’s hands moved gently to his fly and she unzipped him, delving into the folds to release his straining erection.
    “Oh, my. Nice.”
    Simon smiled a little painfully. “Thank you. I couldn’t have done it without you.” Eve pushed Simon’s pants down and knelt to help him free himself from his shoes and socks. His cock waved politely at her, growing even more in an attempt to impress her.
    She was clearly impressed.
    A soft stroke from base to tip nearly did him in.
    “Let’s get a little more comfortable. Follow me.”
    Seeing that Eve had a hand firmly around his cock, Simon saw few, if any, options. And that was just fine by him.

    She led him into her living room and stopped in front of a large armchair.
    “Sit, Simon,” she encouraged, releasing his cock and pushing him down gently.
    The rough fabric of the chair grated across his buttocks and the backs of his thighs as Eve knelt between them and spread his legs wider.
    Her intentions were obvious, and his heart began to pound savagely, as once again she took him in her hands and gently stroked his length.
    This time, however, she licked her lips.

    * * * * *
Eve couldn’t recall the last time she’d felt such an overwhelming need to taste a man. Actually, she didn’t think she ever had.
    Oral sex was not something she usually indulged in. Tonight with Simon was very different. She dipped her head and placed a quick butterfly kiss on the head of his cock, just to see what would happen.
    On the surface, nothing did. But she sensed his thigh muscles tighten on either side of her body, and noticed his knuckles whitening on the arms of the chair.
    She slid her hands up the inside of his thighs, enjoying the roughness of his hair as she pressed against its growth patterns.
    “Move closer, Simon,” she breathed, digging her fingers into his flesh and pulling, showing him what she wanted him to do.
    Obligingly, he slid his buttocks forward on the chair, slumping back against the tufts. His cock thrust upwards from its nest of dark hair and his balls hung full and warm just over the edge of the seat.
    Now she could play.
    She wasn’t sure how to, at first, but then remembered snippets of conversation she’d heard from her girlfriends during their endless gabfests on their favorite subject—sex. Basically, the theory proposed that anything you do to a man with your mouth he’ll love. There were no rules.
    Eve began by examining Simon’s cock with almost clinical interest, feeling the veins that bulged from the smooth surface and the dips and ridges that formed the head. She opened herself to his responses as she touched and smoothed different places, noting his strong reaction to her light contact with a little spot beneath the head.
    A small bubble of moisture wept from the tiny hole