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all natural, and proudly so. No surgeon had ever touched her body, except for the small appendectomy scar she had from when she was eight.
    She hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her panties, pulling them down and off her long legs, posing for him to let him appreciate the toned muscles of her thighs and hips, feeling sexier under his gaze than she had in years. Here was a man who appreciated her full beauty as a woman, elegant and sexual and strong. His gaze told her he saw all of those things in her and more. She was powerful, but he was even more powerful, and she willingly gave in to him.
    He reached out with his hand to stroke her stomach, his fingertips sending ripples of sensation through her body. She felt herself shiver uncontrollably as his lips captured hers in a firm kiss, his tongue plundering her mouth for the treasure within. She felt herself submit to his desires, her body responding like it had never done before with any other lover, pleasure rippling through her as he took total control.
    Kissing lower, a cry tore from her throat as he encircled her left nipple with his tongue, while his right hand reached lower, parting her thighs to rub at the already soaked entrance to her pussy. His fingers were powerful, yet tender, rubbing in small circles that brushed against her clit with every upstroke, before dipping lower to the entrance to her pussy itself. She felt her hips twitch against him, wanting him to fill her more, and her hands came up to hold his head to her breast. He pulled back, his fingers stopping.
    "No hands," he commanded, his voice playful as if he knew the torture it would cause her not to participate and guide him. Erica looked him in the eye and nodded, forcing her hands to the bedspread, balling the fabric between her fingers. Dwayne watched, and nodded his approval before his magical fingers found their motion again, this time spreading her lips wide as he inserted his middle finger into her, slowly pushing in and causing her to gasp at the long missed sensation of a man inside her, even if it was only his finger still.
    He worked her masterfully, his finger pumping in and out of her, soon adding another, the heel of his palm rubbing against her clit as she felt herself soon on the brink of orgasm. He slowed his strokes, causing her to whimper.
    "Please," she asked, her eyes brimming with need. “Keep going.”
    "You only have to ask," he replied, his stroking speeding up again until she felt her body clench around his digits, feeling her orgasm rush over her in a blissful wave. She felt fresh wetness flood her thighs, and her heart race as she drew the moment out, before relaxing into the bed. Just as she did, she felt him reach down to take her leg and turn her over, until she was face down on the bed.
    "On your knees," he said, helping her with his powerful arms until she was on her knees and elbows with him behind her. She could feel the radiating heat of his cock rub against her ass, and she moaned in fresh desire, wanting him to fill her.
    She couldn’t take the wait, and pushed herself back wantonly to feel him against her, his sexual power filling her with more desire than she’d ever felt in her life. He took her thin waist in his hands, holding her still as he pushed in, taking his time to allow her body to adjust to the thick length. Once he was fully inside her, he started thrusting in powerfully, taking her fully within his power, the smooth piston action filling her over and over again and bringing her to another crescendo. She reached down to rub her clit, the combined electricity leaving her wailing in pleasure as she balanced on the edge of a tremendous climax. She could hear his breathing quicken as his own lust grew, his hard cock swelling inside her as his orgasm approached.
    He started to pull out when she found her voice again.
    "No," she begged, pushing herself back, trying to keep him within her. "Fill me with your come."
    Her words were the trigger he