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the green satin bra. His arms reached around and snapped it off. I squirmed in anticipation as my hands roamed his back. The straps slid down my shoulder. Once off, the material fell to the ground forgotten. He caught a nipple in his mouth with a tease from his tongue. I moaned, my back arching into him and his hands tightened around my waist as if in response.
    He whispered, “Let me know if I am hurting you. I might hold you too tight.”
    “It’s good, you are good.” My words, soft as air.
    He let one hand dip beneath my panties and a finger found its way down to my pleasure button, already slick with wetness as he made soft sensuous circles on it.
    I bucked toward him as pleasure tingled throughout my body. I was on the verge of a climax when my phone rang. I whined. Then the ringing stopped, leaving nothing but the rush of my own pulse as I fell over the cliff to ecstasy. My arms reached around Eric and I held him close. He was warm and solid against me. I closed my eyes and just let myself flow on the ebbing climax.
    My body started to return to normal, and I kissed him. His tongue teasing mine made me want to feel him inside me, deeply, filling every part of me. I lifted his shirt over his head, throwing it toward the door. The sleeve caught on the knob. I slid down to the floor and perched on my knees. I reached for his belt buckle and released it, Eric’s eyes on me watched my every move. I slid his belt from his pants in a singular motion and let it fall. I unbuttoned his pants and slid my hand inside. He was rock solid, and I yearned to feel him on my lips and tongue. I gripped his shaft firm and stroked. He moaned deep. His head fell back as I released him from his pants.
    My mouth met him. His breath sharpened, his hand winding into my hair with a tug. In long, suctioning strokes I took him into my mouth. His body tensed in pleasure. His fingers tightened, and he pulled my hair. My lips moved off of him as his body trembled. Finishing the job with my hands, his length spasmed in my grip. He groaned as he erupted. I didn’t stop until I’d milked every drop.
    He helped me up and pressed me tight against him. We fell back against the recliner, and his breath slowed. I snuggled in and closed my eyes. I dipped into sleep with his arms wound around me.
    Pounding on my front door woke me up. I tried to sit up, but Eric pulled me back down and held me against him. I smiled into his chest as I pressed my lips to it in a kiss.
    “I have to get that.” He nodded and loosened his grip.
    I squirmed away and headed for the door.
    “You might want to put something on,” Eric murmured.
    I swung around and saw a devilish smile on his face. He was very pleased with himself. I could see it written all over his face and in his posture.
    “Oh yeah, guess I should.” I snatched up the closest article of clothing, which happened to be Eric’s T-shirt hanging haphazardly from the doorknob. I ducked my head into it. The bottom edge hit just about the middle of my thigh.
    “What?” I asked as I yanked the door open. Devon.
    “Why the hell aren’t you answering your phone!”
    “I was sleeping.” I shrugged.
    “Stan and Billy called. They said you left drunk. Why didn’t you call me to get you home?”
    “Obviously I got home safely. I’m here,” I said with a laugh.
    He tried to peek around me. “You got someone in there?”
    I gestured to my outfit and I heard Eric say “yes” from behind me. I tried, and failed miserably, not to smile.
    Devon leaned into me, and I knew Eric stirred at the motion.
    “Who is this guy? They said you left the bar alone.”
    “Are you spying on me, Devon?” I laughed. “I found him on the street and decided to take him home.”
    He glared at me. “Not funny, but since you refuse to answer, just answer your phone next time.” I nodded my agreement as he continued his lecture. “I would let you kiss me bye, but I am not entirely sure, actually, I am all too sure where those