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carefully held his balls and tasted them also. When she couldn’t hold off another second, Hana guided him into her mouth.
    She loved giving head as much as getting fucked. Worshipping a cock gave such a sense of power, while intensifying her need to show submission to her partner. She eagerly took him as deep as possible then set a rhythmic pace.
    “That’s it, honey; Jesus, you’re incredible,” he encouraged as he grasped a handful of her hair.
    Hana struggled not to climax when Sam became an active participant in his blowjob. He flexed his hips in perfect sync with her sucking, while using just the right amount of pressure to help lift her head up and down. God, how she wanted to taste his cum!
    Sam obviously had other ideas. She whimpered when he held her still and pulled out of her mouth. In silence, he took his pants all the way off, grabbed a condom from his wallet, and rolled it on.
    “Lie back.” he ordered quietly.
    She complied immediately. Sam yanked her shorts and panties off and tossed them to the floor. He slid his hands up along the inside of her legs, opening her to his perusal as he crawled onto the bed.
    “Hold onto the headboard.” He stared at her cunt, licking his lips. Hana’s hips jerked up off the mattress when his fingers stroked her from anus to clit. “So wet and ready for me.” Sam grasped onto her ass cheeks, and Hana tightened her grip on the spindles.
    There was no gentle build up, no teasing. Sam went down on her with staggering intensity. Her legs quivered uncontrollably as he alternated between tongue fucking her to within an inch of her life and sucking on her clit.
    Her orgasm slammed into her with the force of a runaway freight train. Hana bucked and cried out while grinding her pussy against his face. Fire raced through her veins. Her pulse pounded in her ears.
    As her climax continued, Sam rose up, draped her legs over his thighs and slid inside her with one powerful thrust. Hana cried out again.
    “Yesss,” he hissed, gathering her close and pounding into her body.
    The sounds of the bed frame rattling, grunts of exertion and flesh slapping flesh filled the room, adding to the overall hotness of the event. Hana couldn’t believe how much the reality mirrored her fantasies.
    Sam did some shouting of his own when he came.

 
     
     
    Chapter Three
     
    Hana gloried in the weight of Sam’s body atop hers. His heart hammered so hard she could feel it against her breast. She ran her hands up and down his perspiration-dampened back, wishing they could stay right here, like this, for at least a week.
    “That was amazing.” Sam propped himself up on his arms and grinned down at her.
    “Yeah, it was,” she agreed, returning his smile.
    He leaned down and kissed her with such tenderness her heart skipped a beat. When he slowly pulled out of her body, she missed their intimate connection instantly. It must have reflected in her expression.
    “Hey, do you think my boss-lady will be pissed if I take the day off today?”
    “Probably not, if you have a very good reason, that is.”
    “I have a burning desire to make love with the sexiest woman on the planet until we both can’t form a coherent thought.”
    “Oh, she definitely approves the time off.”
    “Then don’t move, I’ll be right back.”
    Sam headed toward the bathroom. Hana greatly enjoyed watching him as he went. He was a fine looking man. When he returned, he pulled more condoms from his wallet and set them on the bedside table. “I’m gonna go grab something to drink. Can I get you anything?”
    “A bottle of water would be great, thanks.”
    Hana quickly took care of her own personal business and hopped into bed as he came back into the room. She took a long drink of the water he offered then scooted over to give him space. Sam fluffed up the pillows and settled himself against the headboard. Hana eagerly went into his embrace when he held out his arm to her.
    “I need to ask you something,