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dropped back to the floor and spread my legs apart so I was fully displayed for him. I dropped my head back onto the bed, submitting to the sensation as he ran his hands up my legs, stopping just short of the area that would grant me any release.
    He inhaled deeply and pulled me forward with a quick, small jolt to the hips. Then he moved his hands softly over my thighs, caressing them gently before tracing my hips with his fingers. No part of my body was ever an afterthought with him. Finally, once I was desperate, he moved his fingers gently toward my sex, first along the outer edges, circling slowly, teasing me. He found my swollen nub with his thumb and tested it gently. I gasped. The sensation was incredible. I had to have more. I bucked against him, trying to find the pressure again, but he took it away and kissed my thighs instead. Then he moved his fingers down to my folds, and parted them gently before testing my cunt with one, then two fingers.
    “Jesus, Samantha, you are so wet,” he purred, “Do you know how much that turns me on?”
    I managed something between a moan and a whimper. I was beyond aroused. I could feel the moisture practically gushing out of me, ready to provide a slick welcome to his cock.
    “Please fuck me,” I begged.
    He stroked me a few more times with his fingers before chiding me again. “Uh-uh, Samantha. I need to feel you on my lips as you come.”
    So I gave myself over to him … not that I had much of a choice. He started licking my folds, slowly pulling my arousal to new heights before he gave me the satisfaction of sucking on my swollen clit. The sweet stimulation did it. My thighs tensed around his head, holding him in place as my toes curled under. My breath shortened and caught as an intense heat exploded inside me, sending pulsing waves of pleasure through my body.
    He stayed between my legs until I started to come down, and only then was I able to release him from the tight clutches of my thighs. He took another couple of licks, savoring the taste of my orgasm and preparing me for another, before he pulled his head up to look at me. I could barely glance at him; I was so spent from the release. But he didn’t let me rest.
    He returned to my mound, and slowly started massaging a wide circle around it. He pulled me back onto the bed and arranged himself on top of me, again spreading my legs wide this time so they would wrap around him. He leaned in and kissed me. I could taste myself on him. It was so erotic. And his eyes. They were so hungry and full of need. I skimmed my hands over his strong arms and pulled his face in for another kiss. I felt the tip of his cock tease the entrance to my sex, driving me wild with desire.
    “Can you see how much I need you, Samantha? Do you see what you do to me?” he pressed his length against my thigh, showcasing his power. It made me crazy. I tried to move under him, angling myself so he would go inside and give me another release.
    And then I felt it. For a split second, just the head, and then a beat after, everything. His cock filled me completely, and my sex throbbed around him, engulfed in sensation. Then his hips started to rock, and he brought me with him, as he plunged deeply into me over and over. He hit that spot deep inside me, the one that was aching and itching for release. It brought me up fast, and I knew I was close.
    “I’m going to come,” I moaned into his ear as my core wrapped around him. His eyes whipped to mine, and we locked our stares together, our eyes dilated from the arousal.
    “Wait for me,” he commanded. And I did as I was told, concentrating on his countenance, and then I saw it. A flicker of something building on his expression. I knew it well. His rhythm picked up, and I felt him lengthen inside of me.
    “Make me come, David,” I begged. And that was all he needed. He struggled to keep his eyes open as he unleashed a wave of hot cum inside me. As he bucked, I caught his body and drew an