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rushing to get past the foreplay and on to the fucking. Rick, however, licked her with remarkable tenderness, moving first in soft laps, using his lips, tongue and teeth to drive her crazy. She writhed beneath him, her skin heating before misting with sweat. Everything ached and burned. Her legs shook as silky strands of his hair brushed along her inner thighs.
    Reaching for him, Sam threaded her fingers through the dark locks, pulling him closer, rocking upward to match his leisurely tempo. He hummed softly, his tongue pointed and plunging into the creamy depths of her pussy, in and out, until her heart felt like it would burst.
    “Rick!” she cried, near mindless with the need to come.
    His groan was low and tormented, the vibration traveling up her body and beading her nipples. They strained upward, aching, and Sam released his head to cup her breasts and squeeze them, trying to ease her torment.
    “Let me,” he murmured against her slick flesh, pushing her hands aside. He rolled her nipples between expert fingertips, tugging them in a way that made her womb contract desperately. “You just lie there and come.”
    She was going to, she couldn’t stop it, her hips pumping her cunt onto his thrusting tongue, matching his rhythm. “Oh goddess…please…”
    Rick surrounded her clit with his lips and sucked firmly. The suction was too much, pulling her into orgasm, racking her body with such stunning force she couldn’t breathe, her pussy grasping desperately for him to fill it. Before she could gasp for air he was in her, his cock so hard and thick she could barely take him.
    “Shit,” he gasped, falling forward, caging her to the table with his powerful body. He held still as her cunt rippled along his length with the aftershocks of her release. “You’re so damn tight, Sam. Almost too tight.”
    With a whimper, she muttered, “It’s not me, it’s you. You’re too big.” More like huge. Enormous. Gigantic.
    One large hand pushed her hair tenderly off her face. “Am I hurting you?”
    She thought about that for a moment, wiggling her hips. Pleasure spread outward, making her moan. “No.”
    “Can you take a little more?” Sweat broke out on his skin. “There’s
more
?”
    He winced. “Please don’t make me stop,” he begged in a gravelly voice.
    Sam stared up the gorgeous man who waited above her and felt something melt. His dark hair hung around his handsome face. The crests of his cheekbones were flushed and a tiny muscle in his jaw ticced from his clenching. His pecs and biceps were hard and delineated by the effort he exerted to hold his weight from crushing her. He was absolutely beautiful, a work of art. And he was hers for the next few weeks. She’d be damned if a neglected pussy would prevent her from having him.
    Shifting again, she spread her legs wider and tilted her hips. With a deep groan of pleasure, Rick sank in to the hilt.
    Grateful kisses rained down on her eyebrows and temples. He managed a pained smile, which made her heart skip. “I can’t remember the last time I was this hard.”
    “You’re kidding.” Though she secretly hoped that was true. If he got any bigger, there would be no way he’d fit.
    “I wish I was. I’m afraid to move, I think I’ll come.”
    “Go ahead,” she encouraged, wanting that desperately. “I already got mine. You can get yours.”
    Dropping his head, he captured her mouth. He kissed her softly, sweetly, his tongue brushing along hers, tasting her with deep licks. His lips were firm, his skill apparent. Wanting more, she moaned a protest when he pulled away.
    “You’re perfect,” he murmured.
    Her skepticism must have shown on her face.
    “You don’t believe me?” He pulled his hips back, his heavy cock dragging out of her. She watched, creaming with desire as his stomach muscles laced tight and he worked back inside her.
    “No worries,” she whispered, her throat clenched tight by the most erotic sight she’d ever seen. “I’m