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her legs. She welcomed him and braced for when his tease would meet its end.
    “Do you know what I like about you?” he asked, his hot breath on her most sensitive spot.
    “I don’t care, Bruno,” she said with choked gasps. “Just taste me.”
    Bruno laughed. He swiped the skirt away from her face. “I like you because I can see the passion coursing through your veins. Now, watch me. Watch me taste you.”
    “You are a dirty bugger, aren’t you?” She sat up on her elbows and watched as Bruno spread her legs wide and lifted them into the air.
    “Very,” he said, and enveloped her pussy with an open-mouth kiss.
    Her inner thigh muscles jumped as he ran his pointed tongue over her clit, once, then again, teasing her as he liked to do. She watched as his tongue swirled over her dripping snatch. She watched until she writhed.
    With a throaty moan, she shattered. She felt her own juice on his face as he kissed her thighs and plunged two, three fingers into her. Pumping faster, he massaged her clit with his tongue, and extended her orgasm to a near maddening height.
    “Don’t stop,” she cried. “I’m coming.” She gritted her teeth. “I’m coming so hard.”
    He let her recover, and she was thankful. The quake of her pleasure rippled through her with an intensity she never felt possible. He kissed her thighs, her hips, her stomach, climbing up her flesh until his mouth found a supple nipple. He flicked the hard pink flesh with his tongue until she could stand it no more.
    “I want you inside me,” she said breathlessly.
    “I thought you’d never ask.” Bruno scooped her up into his arms and rolled to his back. “Fuck me, Karen,” he whispered.
    She wrapped her hand around his fat cock and slid him inside. She rode his cock, rising and falling as he pushed himself into her. The rhythm was intense, like a mounting piston, but she kept the pace. She was in control. He reached to tug at her clit. It was too much to bear. With each pounding thrust, she came closer and closer to her breaking point. Bruno let out a deep groan, telling her that he was nearing his perfect spot as well.
    Her breath was ragged and worn, and perspiration covered her body like a thin film. Faster and faster she rode him, her breasts timing with her quick rhythm. Bruno reached up and cupped them steady, rolling the hard pink nipples between his fingers. And that did her in. She hammered her pace. “I’m coming,” she screamed, and dug her nails into his flesh. “My god, I’m coming again.” She quaked over him, arching her back, welcoming the release. He continued his assault from underneath, thrusting until he swiftly withdrew and stroked his pleasure out with his hand.
    Exhausted, they crumbled together in a heap of satisfaction, their chests heaving in long steadying breaths. Karen did not know how long they lay there intertwined in one another. Content with just lying there, feeling each other’s bodies and listening to the gentle sway of the sea, she watched Bruno drift off to sleep, with herself following quickly behind.

Three
    Karen woke to birdsong and the gentle purr of low tide. Alone and tangled in the soft white sheets, her eyes focused to find Bruno hovering over the edge of the bed–holding a pot of coffee.
    “Good morning,” he said, naked and grinning. “Would you like some coffee?”
    Karen stretched her arms above her head and breathed in the fresh sea air.
    “Please.” She watched him pour coffee into a porcelain mug as steam rose around it. It smelled gourmet and delicious. She sat up, gathering the entangled sheets around her.
    “Thank you,” she said, reaching for his outstretched hand. As she took the coffee, their fingers touched. Bruno stroked hers before letting go, his eyes filled with tenderness and desire.
    She brought the cup to her mouth and breathed in its rich aroma. “How long have you been awake?”
    “Hours,” he said. “You sleep like dead people.”
    Karen giggled and shook her