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with the tip of his tongue.
     
    “The same color as the icing I kissed off your mouth that morning in the truck.”
     
    He closed his mouth over her nipple, drawing its hardness in. She moaned, remembering the sweet icing and the way he’d kissed it off of her. What he was doing with his mouth now made her squeeze her eyes shut and arch her back. The strong curve of his jaw and the pleasant roughness of his stubble pressed against her breast, causing her nipple to tingle in his mouth and tighten against his tongue.
     
    A sudden pressure between her legs made her gasp. He raised his head from her chest and she peered down between the double-swells of her own breasts to see him holding his cock, guiding it between her thighs. The sight of him grasping his own thick shaft made her insides tighten, and when he stroked himself casually in imitation of the entrance he was about to make, she moaned. He pressed the head of his cock against her clit and began to move it slowly up and down. The view and the sensation combined made her squirm beneath him and he slipped against her, the tip of his cock plunging suddenly in.
     
    “Oh God,” he breathed, pausing for a moment after burying himself all the way inside her. She gripped him inwardly and he trembled, the well-defined lines of his muscles more obvious than ever. “Kelly.” He pressed his mouth against her neck and began to kiss her as he flexed his hips, filling her with another stroke.
     
    She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him tight, breathing hard as he stretched her, pressing tongue and teeth against her neck as he did so. He plunged in again, making her flesh contract around him as he strained it. She was ready to come again. She had been since the first stroke. She moaned and tightened her grip around his neck, feeling her core spasm in imitation. “Derek…”
     
    He burst into motion above her, thrusting deep and fast, raising his head from the hollow of her throat to toss it back, freeing himself to move more quickly. Desperate for something to grasp, she reached below to cup his ass. What she ended up doing was more along the lines of clawing, but he didn’t complain, only thrust harder. She could feel the effort straining his muscles as her climax washed over her, waves of pleasure washing through her as her body tightened around his cock. She tossed her own head back against the pillows and cried out, digging her nails into his firm muscle and softer skin.
     
    They were both breathing hard by the time her orgasm ended, and he still thrusting with deliberate force. “Oh God…” she gasped, echoing his earlier sentiment.
     
    He was staring down at her from above, his gaze slightly hazy as he cradled her between his arms. “Again,” he breathed, lowering his head to whisper into her ear. “I’m going to make you come again.”
     
    His words alone sent a fresh thrill of arousal through her, and she gripped his ass again in anticipation.
     
    “Not yet,” he said, slowing.
     
    Each stroke after that was slower than the last, deep and deliberate. Her core clenched in time with his motion, leaving her perpetually on the verge of orgasm. If only he’d go faster.
     
    He waited for her to ask, and a smile curved the corners of his mouth when she gasped “please”.
     
    He stopped completely, his only motion inside her the steady pulsing of his cock. It was enough to make her moan, especially when he grasped one of her breasts and began to massage the nipple with his thumb. It had already been hard, now it went rigid beneath his touch.  “Please,” she breathed again.
     
    The muscles in his thighs tensed against her own, and she barely had time to brace herself. He pounded himself into her, deliciously deep and hard. Her body reacted immediately, her core contracting wildly around his cock as he thrust. She cried out, gasping against his shoulder. Deep and intense, her climax wrung the sensation out of all her inner muscles. Her body