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    Noting the tent in his briefs, her cheeks burned. After riding him and having him suck her toes during sex, it was ridiculous to feel shy with him. She smiled. “You cook too?”
     
    “Oh, I’m a vamp of many talents.”
     
    And the owner of a big, pussy-pleasing sugar dick.
     
    As if he’d read her naughty thought, he turned the stove off, covered the pan, and set it on the warming burner before he stalked across the room. Cupping his hands over her breasts, he bent to lick and kiss the side of her neck.  
     
    Feeling the tip of his tongue probing the two small puncture wounds, she shivered, her pussy filling with moisture.
     
    “Think of them as love bites, honey,” he whispered.
     
    The endearment, which had annoyed her the night before, now pleased her. She linked her arms around his waist. “Love bites?”
     
    “Or a testament to your power to drive me wild with need and desire.”
     
    She liked the idea of driving him wild. When she lifted her face, he slid his palms down her body and under his shirt to cup her ass.
     
    “Have I told you that you have a very nice ass?”
     
    She rubbed herself against his bulging cock. “I think you might have mentioned it last night, but feel free to mention it again as often as you like.”
     
    He reached between their bodies to ease his cock out of his briefs.
     
    Her stomach muscles clenched as he rubbed the big head against her slit. “ Adrian …”
     
    He guided her backwards, gently pressing her against the wall near the door. He used his knee to ease her legs apart. “Yes, honey?”
     
    “What are you doing?”
     
    He pushed his shirt up over her breasts and bending his knees, he positioned his cock at her entrance.
     
    To her surprise, he hesitated, staring down into her eyes.
     
    Surely he wasn’t asking for permission to continue.
     
    He waited.
     
    Touched, she smiled as she eased her hips forward until the head of his shaft slid between the lips of her slit.
     
    Locking his gaze on hers, he pushed into her with an exquisite leisure which allowed them both to savor every second.
     
    Once he was balls deep in her, he bent his head.
     
    She lifted hers with her lips already parted.
     
    He touched his mouth gently against hers for several moments before he slid his palms over her ass and started to fuck her.
     
    “Oh… Adrian …” She slipped her arms around his neck.
     
    He nibbled at her neck.   “Fuck me back, honey.”
     
    She rotated her hips and tightened her vaginal muscles around him.
     
    “That’s it,” he whispered, tightening his palms on her ass. “God, you’re so sweet.” He raked his teeth against the side of her neck. “You make me burn like no other woman ever has.”
     
    The admission spoken in a lust-deepened voice sent a thrill of delight dancing up and down her spine. She liked that he spoke of her being sweet. Did that mean he might be ready to think of her as something more than just an easy lay?
     
    She turned her head in an attempt to see the expression in his eyes. “Adrian—”
     
    “We’ll talk later. Right now I need you,” he told her. He kissed her, clutched her closer, and fucked her with hard, deep strokes that had her clinging to him and coming all over his cock within minutes.
     
    He dragged his lips from hers and sank his incisors into her neck as he shuddered against her.
     
    She held him in her arms, kissing his hair as he pumped her full of his seed.
     
    After he stopped coming, he removed his incisors, buried his lips against her neck, and kept her pinned against the wall.
     
    Brandi liked that his cock was still hard and still inside her. She would have been content to hold him close indefinitely. But when her stomach rumbled, he lifted his head and eased his cock out of her.  
     
    He pulled his shirt down to cover her breasts before he lifted her chin. The kiss he pressed against her mouth was soft, gentle, and lacking passion.  
     
    She leaned against his