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didn't
fight it this time. Instead, she closed her eyes and took a long,
exquisite suck of air into her body, pausing for a few seconds as
her chest pushed out, her nipples rubbing at the taut material of
her top. She released the breath and listened as it soaked through
her throat and parted lips. A tingle resonated between her thighs
and twitched as a probing digit brushed against it for a split
second. She chased it with her hips.
    He kissed
across the growing warmth of her cheek, his tongue sneaking through
his lips to taste her skin.
    Susan sank her
tongue into the back of her mouth and gathered saliva. She rolled
it around her lips with its tip moistening them for what lay
ahead.
    His lips
brushed, ever so slow, across hers. The very tip of his tongue
teased the edges and promised, once or twice, to squirm into the
wetness beyond. His breathing reached fever pitch, through his
flaring nostrils. His hand swirled around her thigh and up over her
stomach.
    The young woman
groaned into his mouth, urging his hand back between her legs,
without words. She rose her bottom up off the cushion when it
didn't happen, as if chasing the touch. Her lips hung loose and
writhed as she kissed back with featherlight effort.
    Moving his hand
across the slim, soft tummy of Susan, Simon slipped the tip of two
fingers down under her sweatshirt, stroking across the hot, bare
flesh beneath. He sucked on her top lip with gentle care, as one of
the exploring appendages found the tight crevice of her belly
button.
    They sighed in
unison. The sound lingered in the room for long, indeterminable
seconds.
    Using the rest
of his hand, he slid the hem of the young woman's top higher. His
remaining fingers and palm hugged at the revealed flesh of her
tummy.
    Susan drew up
one arm from her side and reached it across the broad, strong back
of the man who would be her lover for the night. Her small fingers
prodded and poked through his dark grey shirt and savoured in the
tense terrain of muscle they found. She kissed back harder, her
shoes digging into the carpet below and one heel catching in the
plush texture. It loosened from her bare foot and she slid the
smooth flesh of her sole across its side. The new sensitivity
sparked a muffled gasp from her throat.
    Simon pulled
back a little. He teased her lips with the tip of his tongue and
leaned back every time she swam her head forward to continue the
kiss. His fingers worked higher and found the front strap of her
bra, stroking it from one cup to the other.
    The prostitute
slid her eyelids open and chased his mouth, her lips parted in
anticipation and her tongue lying in waiting on the edge of her
bottom lip. Her sex tingled behind her clothing.
    A sly smile
snaking across his lips, the older man sneaked his other hand down
over his hips and rubbed the palm over his erection. It surged
behind his trousers and the outline grew thicker and more
pronounced. A sigh erupted from his throat and the warm air
embraced his lover's fragile neck. His eyelids hung down, lazy,
revealing just a slit of white behind them.
    The tingle
between Susan's legs moistened and she pressed her knees hard
together, one thigh twitching against the other as she flexed the
muscles closest to where she needed the contact most.
    With one
extended finger, Simon traced a path along the hem of the younger
woman's bra, along the bottom of one cup, around its side and down
the slope which held her cleavage in place. He continued back to
where he began, before doing the same on the other side. His teeth
clamped down on the fleshy pad of his bottom lip, trapping it in
place, as his rapid breathing grunted through his bite.
    In one fluid
motion, Susan swung her hips and threw one leg across his thighs.
She pushed her bodyweight up with one elbow and slid her torso
over, on top of his. Her breathing came in short, needful spurts.
She pushed her pelvis down and gasped aloud as the rigid lump of
his erection nestled against her pubis.
    Simon