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you really think I do anything just to be nice ?”
    “Well then why do you want to do it?
Why not just…just fuck me like you said you were going to?” Andi couldn’t
believe the words coming out of her mouth but she couldn’t help herself. She
was so uncomfortable .
    He looked at her sharply for a minute.
“If I hadn’t felt how wet and hot your pussy was when I was fingering you I’d
think you just wanted to get this little encounter over with.” He smiled. “But
I did feel it, and I watched the way you came so hard just now. You need this
bad, Andi. Almost as bad as I do. And you don’t even have any damn Agency
conditioning to blame.”
    Andi felt her cheeks heat at his words
but there was no way she could deny them so she didn’t try. Instead she said,
“You still haven’t answered my question.”
    He frowned. “I didn’t think it needed
answering. But if you really want to know, going down on you is something I’ve
given a lot of thought to. You might even call it a recurring fantasy if you
were an Agency shrink.”
    “You…you thought about me ?” Andi
didn’t know whether to be frightened or flattered. She settled for a combination
of the two. “But…but we’ve never even met in person until tonight,” she
protested.
    “Yeah, but I would always watch you on
the phone screen when you gave me assignments. You looks so serious, so scared.
Almost as lost as I was.” He leaned down and nipped one of her hip bones,
making her jump. “It made me want you. Every time you sent one of those fucking
fake whores to my door to “control my stress” after a mission I imagined it was
you I was fucking. I wondered what you’d sound like when you came, what you’d
feel like when I touched you. Wondered what your sweet, wet cunt would taste
like when I went down on you… And now I finally have the chance to find out.”
    Andi couldn’t believe it. “You
fantasized about…about…”
    “About eating your hot little pussy,
sweetheart. He smiled at her, his eyes still hooded with lust. “About having
your soft thighs wrapped around my head while I tonguefucked you, about the way
you’d moan and thrash under me while you came all over my face…Oh, yeah, I
thought about all of that. And now I’m going to do it. So just relax and let me
taste you. All right?”
    He wasn’t asking for permission, Andi
realized. He was telling her how it was going to be. There was nothing she
could do but relax and open for him, nothing she could do but spread her thighs
and accept his mouth on her pussy, his tongue inside her. Well, at least I
know he really wants to do this. The knowledge that he really did want to
taste her, that he had actually fantasized about doing it for months helped her
relax. This wasn’t a duty for Matt, it was a pleasure. With a sigh that was
more than half moan, she allowed the muscles in her thighs to relax completely
and let him in.
    Matt kissed the top of her mound,
pressing his mouth to the slit of her sex. “Such a sweet little pussy,” he
murmured almost to himself. “So soft and wet.” Gently he spread her puffy outer
lips and pressed another kiss inside, on the swollen inner folds of her cunt.
    Andi bit her lip to stifle a moan. God,
he was kissing her pussy the same way he would kiss her mouth! She couldn’t
believe his patience, his persistence. Her hands crept downward, seemingly of
their own volition and stroked his black, spiky hair.
    Matt looked up at her tentative touch
and smiled. “That’s right, sweetheart. Just relax and let me eat you. Open up
and let me put my tongue in your sweet little pussy.” His mouth moved lower. Sucking
the sensitive bud of her clit between his lips he tortured it sweetly with his
tongue.
    Andi couldn’t help herself. She bucked
upward, pressing her pelvis shamelessly against his mouth and he responded by
shoving both hands under her ass and holding her there as he lapped and sucked
and tasted her cunt.
    “God! OhGodohGodohGod…”