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puffed lips
of her pussy fall open. Cool air teased her and she watched him devour the
sight with eyes that blazed and a clenched jaw. He lay on his belly and held
his torso up with his elbows. His hands slid up to the apex of her thighs and
his thumbs held the outer lips of her pussy open even farther. His eyes were
glued to the spot and her eyes were glued to his face.
    “How beautiful. You’re a pretty brown on the outside.” His
thumbs slid along the fleshy folds, then slid toward her core and pressed
against the opening of her pussy. “And a vibrant pink on the inside.”
    She was panting. She could hear it in the quiet of the room.
Her belly and thighs tingled and she waited for his next move. Would he taste
her first or move up and slide his cock into her.
    “You’re so wet and you smell—” He paused, and his nostrils
flared. “Divine.”
    He was just screwing with her now. She was all out of
patience. “Dammit, do something.”
    His grin told her everything she needed to know. He’d made
her wait on purpose. She didn’t care. She lifted her hips and he chuckled. The
sound was guttural and ended on a groan.
    “So impatient,” he said.
    Just wait until it was his turn.
    She held her breath as his mouth moved closer to her. He
delivered a long lick, which began at her perineum and ended with him circling
her clit over and over.
    “Hell.” She couldn’t stop her eyes from rolling up and her
lids from closing.
    The texture and technique of his tongue was just right. He
abandoned her clit and began an erotic kiss of her most intimate flesh. She
wished she could grab his head and hold him tightly to her core. Forever.
    She’d never been particularly vocal during sex, but she
could hear herself saying some pretty raunchy things. She ground her pussy into
his mouth and clamped her lips together. She couldn’t stop her moans, though.
Goodness, the man knew what he was doing. He was a pussy whisperer.
    Her thighs and arms began quivering first. Her entire body
felt flushed. Pleasure radiated out from her core. Her body felt scorched. His
mouth laid siege to her entire being. Then he slid his finger inside her. She
climaxed. She imploded from her core outward. She couldn’t hold her mouth
closed any longer and screamed.
    Her body continued to twitch as she calmed. She glanced at
him through eyelids that felt heavy.
    “My turn,” she rasped.
    “Next time.” He crawled up her body until he loomed over
her.
    She would have argued, but the head of his cock pressed
against the opening of her pussy. He pushed firmly and the mushroom-shaped head
stretched her deliciously. The pressure was almost painful for a moment and she
winced. He stopped.
    She stared into his face. His eyes were closed and a vein
throbbed in his forehead. She relaxed and he moved forward again.
    “You’re very big. Almost too big.” She squirmed.
    He stopped again. “Just relax, Niki. Your pussy is
incredibly tight…and wet.” He opened his eyes and looked into her eyes. “You
should adjust in a moment.” His voice lowered. “If I live that long.”
    The slight ache subsided to tightness and she lifted her
feet and pressed them onto his ass. She wanted him to move. Now.
    He jerked and surged forward. He filled her to the limit and
slightly beyond. She needed a moment, but the look in his eyes didn’t promise
slow and easy. He pulled almost all the way out as the walls of her pussy
attempted to snatch him back. He plunged back inside her. Her breath caught.
Pain flooded her pussy, but so did pleasure. He showed her no mercy and she
didn’t ask for any. She wrapped her legs more firmly around his waist and held
on.
    He slid a hand under her head, lifted her face to his and
kissed her. There wasn’t anything sweet about it. He fucked her mouth just as
he fucked her pussy. She reveled in every thrust of his cock and tongue. Hot
damn, he worked her over. He never let up.
    Her entire body clenched and she wanted to gasp, but his
mouth

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