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his cock to slip from her lips, giving it a last farewell salute with her tongue.
    She sighed and leaned her head against Simon’s thigh, while his hand gently stroked her head.
    “My God, Eve. What can I say?”
    She grinned. “How about something like ‘nice job, Eve’, or ‘that was the best I’ve ever had’?”
    “Eve, that wasn’t a nice job it was outstanding, and it was so much more than the best I’ve ever had.
    Words fail me. It was bliss.”
    “Oh. That’s nice too.” A warm feeling stole over Eve as she ran her hand idly up and down Simon’s shin.
    She felt a little tug on her hair.
    “Hey, sweetheart. Now we know that I give good door, and you give great chair, can we find out what we can do in bed?”

Chapter 4
    They lay together on the bed, chest to breast, heart to heart, cock to pussy. Simon ran his hands up and down Eve’s body, learning her curves, discovering the silky feel to her skin and just absorbing her into his mind. Her scent, her sounds, her roundness, all intrigued him and became worthy of his intense study.
    “What are you doing?” she asked lazily, as he continued his silent caresses.
    “Playing,” he answered softly. “Do you mind?”
    Eve stretched like a cat. “Oh no. I like it. In fact you’ll have to forgive me if I purr…” She leaned in to his touch as he reached for her buttocks and stroked them.
    “I’m glad you like it. I’ve always been a tactile person. You can learn so much from touching someone.” Simon ran his hands down her thighs.
    “Really? Like what?”
    Simon had to smile at that essentially feminine question. He knew the translation was “what are you learning about me?”
    “Well, for example, I can tell that you like to walk.”

    “Hmm.”
    “Really. This muscle here,” he pressed against the back of her thigh. “It’s nice and firm. It obviously gets used, and that comes from walking a lot. So you move around, maybe walk for pleasure, you’re not a desk person by any means.”
    His hand moved slowly up, caressing the curve of her bottom and settling comfortably with a cheek cupped in his hand.
    “And here, we have a wonderfully womanly curve.”
    Eve snorted. “Nothing wonderful about it. It’s my butt and has more in common with the acreage covered by a third world country than a womanly curve.”
    Simon squeezed it firmly, making her wriggle. “I don’t know what it is that women fear about their backsides, Eve, but you have one of the nicest ones I’ve ever seen. If you think I want to grab on to a handful of skin and bones, you’re way off base.”
    Eve sighed as he clenched his fingers into her buttock and drew her even closer to his hardness.
    “I want to know I’m holding a woman. I want to have my hands full of your body, your flesh. I want to be able to grab onto a real pair of hips and have them ride me, or tug them right where I need them so I can sink into the heat of you all the way to my tonsils…” He slipped his tongue over her ear as he spoke, sensing her shivers.
    “And when we play together and you’re on your knees waiting for me to fuck you oh so sweetly from behind, I want to look down and see warm and willing buttocks parting for me, trembling for me.” Eve’s breath was coming faster now, and he could hear her ragged swallow as she listened to his words.
    “Really?” Her question came on a breath expelled in a whoosh as he pulled and squeezed her plump curve.
    “Really. Let me show you.”
    He rolled her onto her stomach and eased her arms onto the pillow above her. Straddling her legs, he let his rapidly hardening cock rest against her as he placed both hands onto her buttocks.
    She pressed up into his touch with a little sigh of pleasure and widened her thighs slightly, allowing his cock to fall between them. With a small chuckle she pressed them gently back together, bringing a moan of delight to Simon’s throat.
    “Oh my,” he breathed.
    “Oh yeah,” she whispered.
    Carefully, Simon