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face show him how sure she was. She
stepped up to him, lifting her hand to touch his cheek. Her voice
was a breathless whisper. “I’m sure, Jack.”
    Jack put his hands on Tara’s hips and pulled
her against him. He leaned down and touched his lips to hers. His
tongue swept between her lips, drawing a moan from her, and his
broad hands splayed over her lower back before sliding up to pull
her tighter against him.
    Tara’s arms wound around his neck. She felt
her breasts swell and tighten as she was pressed chest to chest
with him. Her body warmed and started to tremble in
anticipation.
     
    * * * *
     
    Jack had felt himself start to harden at the
thought of making love with Tara. Now that he had Tara in his arms,
his cock was hard and aching. His hands moved over her back and
back down to her waist. Fisting the material in his hands, he
lifted her shirt enough to get his hands on bare skin. He groaned,
feeling her soft skin under his hands and her taste on his tongue.
He couldn’t wait to get her fully undressed to explore every curve
she had.
    Tara purred softly against him.
    Jack broke their kiss to lift her shirt up
and off. He stared down at her, licking his lips at the way her bra
accentuated the curves of her breasts. His eyes lifted to meet
hers. He smiled at her as his hands lifted to cup her breasts; he
let out a low chuckle when he felt the tremor move through her. His
hands massaged the firm globes, working his fingers into the top of
the cups. He tugged the satin down until he could see the rosy tips
of her nipples.
    Jack saw Tara’s eyes widen when he dropped
to his knees. She started to speak until his lips wrapped around
one hard peak, and then whatever she was going to say came out as a
whimper instead. His tongue teased and tormented her nipple until
he felt her hands move to his hair to hold him there. He sucked her
nipple hard, using his teeth to graze it.
    The sounds Tara was making spurred Jack on.
He moved his head to her other breast, giving that one the same
treatment as the first. While he worked her nipples, his hands
moved to the snap on her skirt. He pulled the denim apart and let
the skirt fall to the floor at her feet, then pulled back from her
breast to look at her. “So beautiful,” he whispered into the
quiet.
    Jack leaned in to lay an open-mouthed kiss
on her stomach. He licked his way to her navel, dipping his tongue
inside and swirling it around. He used his teeth as he moved down
to the top edge of her panties. His fingers hooked in the silk at
her hips and started pulling them down. When he got them down to
her knees, he let go and let them pool at her feet.
    Jack laid a kiss on her hip and another on
the neatly trimmed patch of hair above her pussy. He pushed her
legs further apart and dipped his head between them. His tongue
slid, slowly through the wet folds to gather the taste of her. He
growled deep in his chest and dove in for a deeper taste. His
tongue found the entrance to her pussy and pushed inside. Tara’s
hips bucked. He heard her moan as he flicked his tongue in and out
of her.
    Jack abandoned her entrance to wrap his lips
around the hard bud of her clit. He sucked and nipped and licked
until he felt Tara’s legs start to shake under his hands.
    “Jack! I’m going to fall. My legs won’t hold
me with you doing that!” Tara’s voice was pleading. Her nails were
leaving marks in his shoulders as she tried to hold on.
    Jack surged to his feet. “I won’t let you
fall, sweetheart.” He scooped Tara up in his arms and carried her
to the bed. He laid her down on top of the comforter and resumed
his place between her legs.
    Jack slid his finger inside her weeping
pussy while his mouth attacked her clit. With a shriek, Tara’s body
bowed and her hips flew up off the bed. Jack drank her orgasm down,
using his tongue and finger to prolong her pleasure.
    When Tara’s body calmed, Jack slid from the
bed. He quickly shed his clothes and returned to Tara’s side.