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love you so fucking much.” I said loud enough for her to hear.
    “I love you too, Alex.” She replied immediately and gave be a brilliant smile.  I stepped away and laced my fingers with hers, and we stayed that way the rest of the night. Our hands joined, and our hearts soaring as we belted out lyrics together.
    It was the best night ever…
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    Courtney
    “I can’t see a thing, Alex.” I complained.
    “I know, that’s the point.”
    “How long do I have to stay like...oh my. What is that?”
    “Baby, you can’t talk the whole time.” Alex growled in frustration.
    “Okay.”
    It took some convincing, but I allowed him to put the blindfold back on me. Now I was sprawled across our bed completely naked. I was suddenly hyper sensitive to everything around me. The softness of the sheets underneath me, the light smell of something vanilla, and the faint sounds of soft and slow music in the background.  I could feel the goose bumps all over my skin and how tight my nipples were, partially from the slight chill in the room but mostly in anticipation of what Alex had planned. I felt what I thought were his fingers running across my chest, but it was too light. When it dipped under the curve of my breast, I let out an involuntary moan. He repeated the same movement simultaneously on the other breast, and it startled me. When I brought my hands up to shield myself, Alex quickly moved his hands away so that I felt nothing but my own skin. My nipples were pulled into tight points, straining for attention.
    “Uh-uh. Hands down.” He commanded. When I put my arms back at my sides, he brought what he was using back to my body. He trailed around my breasts, down my abdomen, and around the curve of my thighs. He avoided my wet center as he repeated the pattern again. Whatever he was using was soft, like a paint brush. My suspicion was confirmed when he pulled the instruments away from my skin briefly and returned to draw warm and wet circles around my nipples. The liquid was the sweet smelling vanilla scent I picked up on earlier. The brush was quickly followed by light licks from his tongue.
    “Oh.” I breathed and wrapped my hands tightly in the sheets because I was very tempted to grab the back of his head to hold him to me. He was positioned to the side of my body just out of reach. I couldn’t even wrap my legs around him, so I moved them restlessly as I squeezed my thighs together to help alleviate the growing ache in my pussy. He continued his slow movement of the brush followed by his tongue over every inch of my body. When he finally parted my legs and knelt between them, I was so swollen and ready for his touch. He used the brush to swirl around my inner thigh and down to the joint connecting my leg to my pelvis. He placed soft kisses first and then used the brush to lightly graze my throbbing clit. I nearly jumped three feet off the bed, but his weight kept me anchored down.
    “Oh, my God, Alex.” I hissed as he continued to tease and torture me with his tongue.
    “Mmmm. You mixed with vanilla is so delicious.”  He sucked my folds while he inserted a finger inside me. “You are so wet. I love it.”
    My eyes rolled back into my head. The blindfold seemed to heighten everything. Every sensation. I didn’t know what to expect next. Where his tongue would be, where his hands might touch. The visions in my head created a sensual fantasy. I imagined Alex’s tousled curly hair falling over his forehead, the way his cheeks flushed with his own arousal as he tasted me and the way his hard body tensed and flexed over mine. God, I was going to come. I could feel it building like tiny sparks gathering between my thighs. So close. Suddenly Alex’s tongue was gone, and he replaced it with his thick cock. I moaned loudly as he filled me slowly, inch by delicious inch.
    “Fuck, Court.” He groaned. “You feel so good.” His lips found mine, and he moved his tongue against mine as he rocked his hips in and