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watched him tear the packet open with his teeth and then shield his cock with one hand. Once that was done, she beckoned him to her with a finger.
    He moved toward her until his face hovered above hers. “You are beautiful. I want you to know I didn’t come looking for you for this. For sex.”
    “Am I forcing you? Would you like to stop?” She bit into her bottom lip to keep from laughing as she teased him.
    “Fuck no. Just wanted you to understand how extraordinary I think you are. I couldn’t get you off my mind these couple of months and that is why I sought you out.” He brushed her nose with the tip of his. “So, if you want to stop…”
    “Fuck, no.” She echoed his words, then palmed the back of his head, loving the cool silk of his hair, and brought his mouth down to hers. She kissed him and proved how much she wanted to be with him.
    Drake settled between her thighs.
    She parted them wider, giving him more room. The heavy warmth of his body greeted hers. Having him in her room and on top of her felt right, too right.
    When the kiss ended he moved back just enough that she could see him clearly.
    “I’m going to take this loving you part slow, if you don’t mind.” After she shook her head, he continued. “I don’t want to rush it or miss a moment of being beside you, feeling your body around mine.”
    “Okay.” She kept her response minimal. She would have loved to say more, express to him the emotions rolling through her at that moment, but she felt breathless and overwhelmed.
    Leaning down onto his knees, he took hold of her thighs. He held them wide and dragged her up his thighs. At this angel she could see the tiny triangle of hair above her sex, as well as her puffy, wet labia. In this position she could even glimpse the tip of her clit as it sat swollen with arousal and need.
    “You are exquisite. I can’t wait to taste you later.” His gaze was locked on her pussy as he pressed her open more, until he was satisfied with the space between her legs.
     Beyond her sex she could clearly see his cock, hard and ready once again. As if he hadn’t just climaxed. It was a magnificent sight and she barely could contain the excitement that it would soon be inside of her.
    “Keep yourself open just like this.” He moved his hands.
    Her thighs were trembling from the eagerness pulsing through her body and the strain she executed to keep them parted at such a degree. But she held her position proud.
    With one hand, he stroked both sides of her clit and along her slit a few times. There was no longer hair on her sex, a recent waxing adventure, so nothing interrupted the feel of his touch. The full sensation made her light-headed with pleasure.
    Fighting not to close her eyes, to enjoy his caress, she continued to stare.
    Stopping his fondling, he spread his fingers and pressed her smooth labia wide.
    She wished for a moment that she could switch places with him and see her wet, brown and pink sex from his viewpoint. The sight wouldn’t be new to her, more than once she’d taken a mirror and peered at herself for one reason or another, but never had she seen it aching and swollen with need, fully aroused by just being around Drake and having his hands on her.
    Zoning back into the situation before her, she saw him take hold of his cock with his other hand. He shifted forward and pressed into her.
    It was amazing to see and feel what was being done to her.
    She began to pant and moan as he slipped along her walls, stretching pussy.
    He went deeper, keeping his pace painstakingly slow.
    Anxious to have all of him, she began to lift her hips, but his wide hand on her thigh halted her movement.
    “Be still, sweet lady,” he groaned. “In life there are moments that shouldn’t be hastened.” His intense gaze met hers. “This is one of them.”
    He didn’t look down this time, but kept eye contact with her as his cock met the end of her channel. 
    Slipping out, he glided back in, pressing in a