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invitation of her intimate beauty before he leaned in for a first sexy taste. He loved the way she looked, the way she tasted and the way she smelled. Brenda’s labia glistened with the dew of passionate arousal. Determined to restrain his starving man gusto, he slowly and deliberately began to lick and suck.
    Well-matched, they both loved to be active and loud participants in the love act. No biting her lip in a maidenly effort to stifle the noises of lovemaking. Not when she could moan, groan, call out his name and even lose herself with enough abandonment to cry out. Music to his ears—even when, as now, she held him by those very ears.
    As he completed his first intimate exploration, his tongue brushed her tiny but potent nub of sensation. She shivered in gratifying reaction and tilted her hips to deepen the intense contact. Her sensuous warmth enveloped him like a comforting whirlpool, a place where he could get lost and stay forever. He willed himself to move slowly, to heighten the arousal of their being joined this way.
    “Oh, Keith,” she groaned, rotating her bottom so he could kiss and lick where she wanted him. From the way she was moving tonight, she wanted him everywhere, a feast of erotic stimulation.
    Yeah, baby. When they were together like this, he sensed she could understand what he was thinking, though he was loath to break the contact to actually say words. Instead he mouthed them into her hot moistness and smiled to himself as she moved in reply.
    “Right there, and there,” she whispered, shifting to show what she meant. “Fabulous,” she hissed as he massaged her hips and nibbled her where she wanted to be nibbled.
    She tightened her legs around his head as she began to quiver with the start of her climax. He loved that she “climbed” to her climax, a series of steps up a magical staircase to a point of paradise. Even more, he loved possessing this intimate knowledge of her, loved that she’d shared this with him—only him.
    “Ahh.” Brenda shuddered with the force of her orgasm, calling out his name. Hard and practically shaking with desire to be inside her, he rode the crest with her, stroking her sides as she began to subside.
     
    Man, did I ever need that. Her climax came on so fast and with such intensity, Brenda nearly burst into tears. She held back because she knew her sobs of relief would freak Keith out. There were definite limits to how much emotion he could handle. This awareness meant never being totally free to let it all hang out with him.
    He was hugging her, stretched out alongside her, hard and raring to go. Now came her turn to please him, which had the extra bonus of providing her with even more pleasure. She reached down and stroked his erection. He reacted instantly with a move and a groan. “I guess you’re glad to be here,” she whispered.
    “You think?”
    “Am I supposed to think?”
    “Vastly overrated. Feeling’s so much better.” Mouth pressed against her cheek, he chuckled.
    Brenda loved touching Keith everywhere. His hard-on was large and in charge, perfect to satisfy her. If only she could turn off the tinge of unease from her conversation with K.C. What a time to be dwelling on stuff they’d gotten past together ages ago.
    “Oh, Keith,” she murmured as he showered attention on her breasts.
    He stopped for a moment and, lips glistening from a juicy exploration, grinned. “What do you want, baby?”
    Talk about loaded questions. If he really understood how hard it was for her to be totally honest about everything she desired—including an iron-clad guarantee for the future—he’d turn, run and head for the hills. She thrust her chest forward and pressed his head to her there. “You,” she rasped. “I want you and everything you’re doing. I want your mouth on me there and there.”
    With enthusiasm and energy he kissed her breasts and her belly, her lips. She fingered his balls, then his shaft. He gasped. “Now,” he moaned. “I need