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the ridge of that enormous cock again, and stiffened.
    He tipped up her chin, his blue eyes assessing her expression.
    “Do you want to stop?”
    She shook her head, knowing that her potent desire for him overshadowed any physical challenges they might need to overcome.
    “No,” she murmured. Then pulled him to her again and captured his lips.
    His tongue pulsed deep into her, and passion flared between them. She felt herself scooped up, his mouth never leaving hers as he carried her into the bedroom.
    He laid her on the bed, then just stood there, his gaze roaming over her seminaked body. Her nipples puckered even harder at his perusal.
    “The whole time we’ve been patiently talking, the sight of those beautiful breasts of yours has been driving me wild.”
    He knelt on the bed beside her and gazed at her peaked tips. Then he ran a hand up one swollen mound and cupped it, her sensitive nub nestled in his palm. His other hand found her other breast and she found herself enveloped in the warmth of his touch. She arched upward, wanting more.
    He chuckled, then stroked one breast, his fingers gliding over her sensitized nub, then teasing it lightly. Then he leaned forward and licked her hard bud. Then again. Laving it over and over. Starbursts of pleasure burst inside her.
    When he suckled, she moaned out loud.
    His lips flitted to her other breast, and then he licked that one, too. Her body melted, and her back arched, slickness pooling between her legs.
    He lifted his head and smiled. “If you like that, then you’re going to love this.”
    He kissed down her stomach. Anticipation built inside her as his lips fluttered along her flesh. Stopping at her panties. His teeth tugged on the delicate fabric, then he leaned back and tucked his fingers under the elastic and stripped the small garment away.
    Then she felt it. His tongue stroking her skin … just a breath from her sensitive folds. He licked upward …
going in the wrong direction!
… then pressed his tongue into her navel. He thoroughly explored it, swirling and teasing … then began his travels again.
    Downward.
    Her pelvis tipped up, waiting for him.
    But when his raspy chin brushed her folds … igniting her need even higher … he lifted his head, then gazed at her slick petals. As if his eyes were made of lasers, her intimate flesh blazed with heat.
    His gaze flicked to hers, his darkened blue eyes like blazing embers. She gazed back at him, need pulsing through her.
    Then he licked her. The length of her wet slit.
    “Oh, yes,” she moaned softly.
    He licked her again, then his tongue burrowed into her folds and drove into her opening. Her fingers stroked over his head, his short, soft hair caressing her palms.
    His big tongue glided over her again, enthusiastic and thorough.
    He gazed up at her with a smile. “You taste delightful.”
    Then he ran his thumbs over the nest of pink petals that hid her clit. He parted them, then stared at the tiny bud. She quivered in anticipation, and when his tongue finally lapped over it, she moaned. The sensation was exquisite.
    He licked several times, then she felt his fingers glide along her slit. Then two slid inside her.
    “Oh, yes!” She arched, driving his fingers deeper.
    He chuckled against her flesh, then sucked her small bud.
    Intense pleasure bombarded her, and she threw her head back on the pillow. Her body arched and undulated like a bucking bronco, but instead of being cast off, his mouth pressed more firmly against her and his fingers began to thrust.
    She stroked his head, her fingers gliding over his short hair, feeling the warmth of his scalp beneath her fingertips. Pleasure pulsed through her … building … expanding …
    His fingers thrust deep, then stroked back along her passage, then thrust deep again.
    God, she wanted his cock deep inside her.
    His tongue pulsed on her clit, then he suckled again.
    “Oh, yes,” she cried, her voice hoarse and full of need.
    His mouth slipped from her,