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her lower lip in a manner that made her
look adorable and sexy all at once. “I want to taste you.”
                She
lifted her hips in offering. “Please.”
                He
moved down a little, settling his knees onto the carpet so that he was nestled
right between her legs, and then drew her jeans and panties off in one smooth
motion. Tossing them off to the side, he hooked one knee over each of his
shoulder, intending to go straight for her pussy, but the sight of her creamy
thigh next to his cheek made him pause. She had gorgeous legs, smooth and muscled,
but with just enough fat on them to keep them from losing their feminine shape.
He felt the muscles of her quadriceps quiver as he pressed a kiss on the inside
of her thigh, and then another, slowly working his way to her center.
                “Cole…”
she breathed, squirming a little beneath him, and he smiled against her skin.
She was so responsive, reacting to each individual touch of his body against
hers. He felt her suck in a sharp breath as he nipped at the sensitive flesh
where her leg joined with her loins, and he smiled wickedly up at her before he
ran his tongue up the length of her swollen pussy.
                “Ohhh
yeaaaaaah,” she groaned, her eyes closing as she pressed herself more firmly
against his mouth. Gripping her hips to hold her still, he lapped gently at her
folds with his tongue, simply enjoying the flavor of her on his tongue and the
sounds of her pleasure. Soon she grew even wetter, her pussy slick and
glistening, and he moved a little higher, his tongue slipping between the folds
to find her clit.
                “God
yes!” she cried, her hands fisting in his hair as she pulled him closer. He
flicked his tongue rapidly back and forth across the little nub, sending
tremors through her body with his pleasurable assault. She stiffened then,
screaming his name as the tremors turned into full-blown shudders, and she
came, her juices flooding into his mouth as pleasure overwhelmed her senses.
                “Holy
shit,” she panted, collapsing against the beanbag chair. He didn’t give her
time to say anything more, just shoved his pants down around his knees and
plunged inside her before she decided to change her mind. The sensation of her
hot, wet pussy clamping around him was almost too much, and he froze, biting
down on the inside of his cheek to keep himself from coming right then and there.
                Angela’s
brow furrowed, and she reached up to touch his cheek. “Are you okay?”
                The
concern in her eyes nearly undid him, and he looked away, turning his cheek
into her palm. “I’m fine. It’s just… it’s been awhile for me.”
                She
gave him an incredulous look, her green eyes sweeping up and down his body. “I
find that pretty hard to believe, considering that you’re built like a fucking
god.”
                Pleasure
warmed his chest at the compliment, and he grinned a little. “First time
anyone’s ever told me that.”
                “Yeah,
well it’s true.” She reached around and squeezed his ass, and he groaned a
little. “These buns of steel are so fine they had to have been carved by angels
or something.”
                “Or
something,” he agreed, chuckling. He leaned down to capture her mouth in a deep
kiss. She opened her mouth to receive him, her tongue tangling desperately with
his, as she hooked her ankles at the small of his back, drawing him even more
deeply inside her and holding on as if she didn’t ever want him to let go. It
was such a foreign thing for him that it took him a few seconds to react, but
eventually instinct took over and he began to thrust slowly inside of her.
                “That’s
it,” she moaned encouragingly, stroking her hands up and down his back. “Oh,
yeah, you feel so good.” Her words were the