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madly in love with a man she'd just met.  At the foot of the stairway, he stopped and pulled her in, possessing her mouth with his, his tongue aggressive, his hands all over her enervated skin.
    He groaned and pulled away.
    "I know they have a guest suite in back on the first floor. It’s where I was going to stay if I spent the night."
    He cupped her chin with a hand and met her gaze.
    "Can I convince you to sneak past everybody and meet me there?"
    "I thought you’d never ask," Grace got up on her toes and nipped his thick bottom lip as she ran a hand across his erection.  "We might want to cool this down a little before we walk in, hmm?"
    "Uh, yeah, without a doubt," he picked up her empty glass and indicated she should lead the way with a wave of his hand.  They stopped and kissed on the deck where they'd met, hiding in the corner by the chairs, Ryan reaching all the way into her bikini and stroking her clit just fast enough to make her cry out and clutch his arm as a knee-jerk orgasm took her.
    "Jesus," she gasped. "No fair."  She licked her lips and started to unzip him, not willing to wait until they got inside before Ryan stopped her with a firm hand.
    "No, wait."  He brought the fingers he’d just had deep inside her to his lips and sucked, never taking his eyes from hers.  Grace thought her knees would give out again.
    "Don’t want to wait," she insisted, pushing him down onto the chaise lounge, unzipping his shorts and pulling his long, lean cock free of its restraints.  Before he could protest, she was on her knees sucking the glistening purple head into her mouth, the salty essence of him filling her throat as she swallowed his length all the way down, one hand cupping his balls as they clenched and tightened.  His hands fisted in her hair, bringing a slight edge of pleasant pain to her consciousness.
    His cock throbbed between her lips as she released him until just his swollen head was in her mouth.  Applying a small amount of suction, she used her hand up and down his long, elegant shaft, her whole body shuddering in anticipation of taking all of him inside her.  She lapped at the sensitive edge of his head as his hips bucked beneath her before she took all the way down again.
    "Swallow me again. God, that was," he groaned as Grace did just that.  "Can I," he grunted with effort."I’m gonna...You’ve got me so close already."
    Grace cupped his balls once more and moved up and down, swallowing his entire length before releasing him.  Her head swam with his scent and his flavor, and Grace loved knowing what she was doing to him.  Ryan gave one last shove and Grace moaned as her mouth filled with so much of his fluid it trickled down the corner of her mouth.  Drinking him down with such eagerness, Grace fought a moment of embarrassment when she released his spent shaft and she sat back on her heels, still kneeling between his legs, her hands gripping his thighs.
    Ryan blew out a gust of air and cupped her face with both hands, leaning in, diving into her mouth once more.  She shared his essence back with him and never remembered feeling so connected with a man.  "Grace, that was, " he released her lips and grinned at her.
    "Yeah, I know."  She wiped the back of her hand across her mouth, a sudden burst of fear leaving her with the overwhelming desire to curl up in his lap and never leave.  It was scary, intoxicating and terrifying all in one breath.  Ryan zipped himself up and stood, taking her hand and pulling her into his arms.
    "We still have a date, right?" His voice was low, nearly inaudible.
    "Date?" She smiled into his chest, inhaling him in deep breaths, hoping to memorize the moment so she could relive it when he was out of her life.  Because that was inevitable, she knew it.  Yet right now, all she wanted was to have him inside her, for him to be with her in every possible way. If it didn't happen, her life simply would not be complete.
    "Yeah, the one up at the house." He