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soaking up the sensual delight of the bed. And with
anticipation. She looked up at him as he hovered above her. He was so handsome,
his longish hair falling around his face. He looked like chivalrous knight. It
was so romantic.
    Summer spread her legs to welcome him. He settled into the
center of her. His fingers searched her, finding her hot wetness. She was so
aroused that his every touch made her muscles twitch and pull. She drew up
tightly in her core. Wilson pressed at her slippery flesh, agitating her
sensitive nub with knowing movement.
    Summer drew her knees up, arching her pelvis up towards him,
giving herself over to his pleasure. Wilson put is mouth where his fingers
were. The heat from his lips forced Summer to cry out. She writhed against him
as he penetrated her tongue. She rocked up against him softly, mimicking the
rhythm of his licking until she was wracked with complete and utter need.
    “Please,” she begged. “Please.
    “Okay baby,” he said.
    Wilson rose above her, looked her gently in her eye as he
levered his hardness into her readied body. The feel and the wonder of him;
Summer believed he filled her perfectly. He was generously endowed and she was
tight around him. Once he was inside her completely, he paused. They kissed
slowly and sensually. His kisses made her wetter.
    He moved. Slow movements and sweet stroking. Each glide
released warm, intense arousal throughout her body. Summer had never been so
aroused in her life. Every little movement and glide sent pulses of intense
pleasure throughout. Her belly drew up.
    He moved in and out of her with steady stroking, each time
sinking into her as deeply as he could go. Summer pushed her hips up towards
him as though she could not get enough. She lifted her leg up and onto his
shoulder. Wilson shivered.
    He took hold of her thigh and drove into her, his pace picking
up. His glides turned into thrusts. His body stiffened as he was definitely
chasing a purpose. Summer spied on him as his eyelids fluttered, his head
tilted back as pleasure consumed him. She realized that every movement had such
a powerful effect on him.
    She swiveled her hips as he drove into her. Cries tore from
his lips. Finally, he made a declaration.
    “I am going to come,” he said.
    Though she had not climaxed herself, she found his words
thrilling. She loved that she had pleased him so that he was about to peak with
pleasure. And yet he apologized.
    “I am so sorry baby,” he half laughed and gave himself over
to rapture.
    Wilson’s body was amazingly powerful and magnificent as he
seized with loud orgasm. His muscles flexed and strained as he continued moving
in and out of her. Summer cupped her breasts and gave him her most sultry gaze.
    “You’re killing me baby,” said Wilson.
    Finally, he collapsed. He draped his arms and legs over her.
Summer smiled a broad smile of deep satisfaction. She stirred.
    “Where you going?” he murmured, his eyes still closed.
    “I am going to get us some water,” she said.
    “I’ll get that,” he said. “Meanwhile.”
    “Meanwhile?” she asked.
    His fingers sought her. With his ankle he hooked her legs
and spread her legs. Wide. He vigorously worked her soft, petalled flesh,
showing her no mercy. He forced her pleasure to climb. She squirmed, thinking
she could not take the wondrous arousal. The more she wiggled the more she
exacerbated her own pleasure.
    “Come for me baby,” he encouraged.
    She did as she was told. Soon enough, she burst from deep
within. One fire rocket after the other of sweet ecstasy. She spasmed to the
core. Summer was paralyzed with the rolling ripples that overtook her, making
her hum head to toe. She saw lights.
    Wilson nuzzled the base of her neck washing her with one
more blast of pleasure. It was delicious.
    “Oh my goodness,” she said.
    He kissed her slowly and lazily.
    “I will be back with water,” he whispered.
    “How about a beer?” she said.
    “No no,” he said. “Let’s stick to