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muscles
around his finger, loving the feeling of it inside her and
imagining it was his shaft.

    He suckled her clit while
he pumped her with his finger, bringing her closer to heaven with
each movement. She screwed her eyes shut as she neared the edge,
ready to plummet into bliss, and then frowned when he pulled his
finger out of her.

    “ Acer...” she
moaned, desperate for him to finish her off.

    She opened her eyes and
looked at him. His eyes were blue fire, burning her with their
need. She’d never had a man look at her like that before, and had
never dreamed that he would be the one to do it. The blush scorched
her cheeks before she could get control of herself and she cast her
eyes downwards, embarrassed by how wanton she probably looked and
the noises she’d been making. Her gaze slid across to his tiny
white shorts and she licked her lips at the outline of his hard
cock.

    Letting go of the grab
rail, she drifted over to him. She wanted to make him moan too,
wanted him to lose control and wanted to tease him until he felt as
crazed with desire as she did. Their eyes met as her fingers traced
the length of his cock. His darkened and a frown married his
eyebrows. His lips parted in a silent sigh. She stroked back up the
length of it and then hooked her thumbs into the waist of his
shorts. Within a second they were off him.

    She wanted to taste him as
he’d tasted her. She wanted his hard cock in her mouth, in her some
way, any way. She had to feel him and know that this was really
happening between them. She had to give him a night he’d never
forget.

    She tossed his shorts away
and looked down at his cock. It jutted proudly from his body, thick
and hard, nestled in dark curls. Her fingers combed through them
and she looked up into his eyes. When her hand slid lower and
cupped his balls, he moaned low in his throat. The fire in his eyes
grew brighter. They narrowed on hers and then he tilted his head
back when she lightly ran her fingers up the length of his cock.
The muscles in his jaw tensed and he groaned at the
ceiling.

    Her fingers wrapped around
his length and she gave a little tug, bringing him over to her and
forcing a moan from him at the same time. Her free hand went around
his back, tracing the powerful muscles there while her lips teased
his flesh. She kissed across his chest, her fingers caressing the
sensitive head of his cock at the same time. He groaned and lowered
his head, nuzzling her cheek and kissing it. Surrendering to her
desire, she let it guide her actions. She had to make the most of
this moment.

    Kissing lower, she moved
out of reach of his mouth. She licked a trail down his abdominal
muscles, delighting in how taut they were, and the way goose bumps
erupted across his skin whenever she touched him. She kissed down
past his navel and then looked up at him. He grabbed the bar by the
window, anchoring them, and gave her a look that begged her to keep
going.

    Her hands cupped his
backside and she looked at his hard length. She licked her lips.
Her pussy throbbed. It was time she teased him as he’d teased
her.

    The moment her tongue made
contact with the sensitive head of his cock, his hips jerked
forwards.

    “ Stella,” he
moaned her name in such a hoarse voice that she was tempted to look
up at him to see what he looked like.

    She resisted and licked
the head of his cock again, swirling her tongue around it and
dipping it into the slit to taste his seed. She lapped it up and
then wrapped her lips around his length and took him into her
mouth. He jerked forwards again, forcing his length deeper into her
mouth. She closed her eyes and sucked him, keeping her movements
slow and torturous. He groaned and then growled when he tried to
thrust into her mouth and she stopped him, pushing his hips
backwards.

    The sound of him moaning
and the feel of his cock in her mouth made her slick with desire.
She couldn’t help imagining that it was in her, thrusting deep and
slow, taking her