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you been waiting for someone like me?”
    “I’m not waiting for anyone, least of all you. There are things more important than sex.”
    “That may be true, but most are not as much fun.”
    “I’ll take your word for it.,” she said, trying not to be affected by his close proximity. Mere inches separated them and she could feel the heat generated by his body.
    “So what are you waiting for?” The hand holding her arm dropped to mold her hip.
    “I’m not going to discuss my personal choices with you.”
    “Good, talking isn’t exactly what I had in mind anyway.”
    Before she could make a move to stop him, he dipped down to brush his lips against hers. Fatima’s gasp allowed him to easily slip his tongue between her teeth. A slow burn began to bubble in her at his tongue play. She tried to resist the urge to kiss him back but found herself wanting every stroke until it became an unquenchable need. A rumbling sound escaped from somewhere within him as he gathered her close. Her feet barely touched the floor. He trailed heated kisses down her neck, nipping gently on her skin. The feel of his questing mouth was her undoing. Forgotten were all of her previous misgivings and protests.
     
    The need to touch and taste her consumed him. Lorn responded to her like a man deprived of his heart’s desire, lifting her more until her shirt-clad breasts were level with his seeking mouth.
    “Wrap your legs around me,” he demanded. At her hesitation he latched onto a sensitized nipple visible through her shirt. His teeth gently plucked it before suckling it into his mouth entirely.
    Fatima arched her back against the sensation and complied.
    Impatient with the barrier between his mouth and the sweet taste of her skin, he pushed her shirt up enough to reveal a light blue satin bra. The contrast of the material against her dark silky skin sent another rush of blood to his already engorged penis. He wanted more than anything to take her against the door and push into her warm sheath.
    “Lorn,” she moaned, as he easily unsnapped the front clasp of her bra.
    “Yes, ma c herie ,” he answered before taking the treasure of a dusky nipple in his mouth. She tasted better than he expected, like the sweetest nectar, and he wanted more, so much more.
     
    Her pussy throbbed as his mouth teased her into submission.
    “More,” he growled against her other breast. Fatima thought she would come undone.
    “Please,” she begged, gyrating her hips against him.
    “Tell me you want me.”
    “I… I want… you,” she managed between moans of pleasure.
    “What do you want from me?” His voice was a guttural. He leveled her to give one hand free dominion over her body.
    “I want you… to make me come.” She was lost in the heat he created.
    “I want it too, ma cherie ,” he agreed, inching a large hand up the billowy folds of her skirt.
    He tugged her panties to one side, giving him intimate access to her. His thick fingers slid between the lips of her labia to toy with her slit before zeroing in on her excited nub.
    She moaned when his thumb pushed against her clit, rubbing her in long, strong strokes. He captured her lips once again, silencing her crooning as one digit sought the warmth inside her. He stroked her with a slow patience.
    She was coming apart fast. He added another finger to the festivities and her body responded by coating them with her juices. Instinct took over. She gripped his neck tighter. Worked her hips harder but still needed more.
     
    Lorn fought against the incisors threatening to explode from his mouth. She was tight against his fingers but it didn’t stop his little minx from riding them as if they were his hard cock. She soaked him with her pleasure but he wished it were his tongue fucking her until she begged for him to be inside her.
    “Mine,” he murmured against her mouth, stretching her with three fingers now.
    “Yes,” she whimpered
    Her momentum increased and he answered the call with