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crazy.
    “Jack,” she moaned his name. She wanted that mouth on her pussy, his lips and tongue plying their magic on her clit.
    “I love your tits, Dee. I could spend forever right here and be a very happy man.”
    “Later,” she promised. “Spend forever later.”
    He laughed and gave the nipple he was currently laving a sharper nip with his teeth. This had her crying out as a lightning flash seemed to travel down from that point to her womb and send a rush of liquid to coat the lips of her pussy. His mouth traveled the smoldering path, nipping and licking over her belly. He paused just long enough to peel off her panties, then positioned himself between her thighs, spreading them wide around him.
    One hand spread her labia and his tongue immediately ran over her.
    “I must be starting with dessert,” he whispered, licking her. “I swear, nothing could taste as sweet as your pussy.”
    “Oh god,” she moaned as he finally rubbed over her swollen clit with his tongue.
    “Just Jack,” he said with a chuckle.
    She giggled but it was cut short when he wrapped his lips around her and sucked her clit. His finger rimmed her opening and then sank deep inside her, rubbing along her clenching walls. He added a second finger and bent the tips just enough to allow for him to rub all along her channel with each thrust. All playing was gone as he worked her with his mouth, his fingers, coaxing her up higher and higher toward orgasm.
    He pulled his mouth from her clit, replacing it with his fingers and thumb, keeping it hard, aroused and on edge while he moved down to lick at her spilling juices. He turned and bit gently at the inside of her thigh while continuing to fuck her with his fingers and her hands flew up to wrap in his hair. She wanted that mouth back on her pussy, eating her. He complied eagerly, increasing the speed and roughness of his finger-fucking and pinching and tugging at her clit. His tongue licked over her, gathering her flowing juices.
    She came with a scream, grinding her pussy into his mouth as she rode the crashing wave of release. And he took it, didn’t pull away from her. His fingers left her only to be replaced by his much smaller tongue and he fucked her with that, his lips sucking her. She came back slowly, easing her hips back down to the bed and he helped by softening his lips, tongue, switching to soft kisses against her spent flesh.
    “You are so amazing,” she sighed.
    “You rejuvenate me,” he said and snagged the condom before rising to his knees between her thighs.
    His cock was hard and thick again, ready for action.
    “Nice recovery.”
    He laughed. “You inspire me.”
    “I like that.”
    He rolled the condom on and she bent her knees, moving them out a bit wider as he lowered to her. They both watched as he fit his cock to her pussy and eased inside. They both groaned at the pleasure shared. She lifted her legs to hold his hips and he lowered to kiss her softly on the mouth. He tasted of her and she felt naughty for enjoying it.
    He moved slow and easy, no rush, just heat and passion and the building of something more. She could feel it in that moment, see it in the way he looked at her. He wanted her, that was obvious. But it was more than that. He looked at her as a man looked at a woman who mattered. It wasn’t a sex look. It was a shared look, as if they had a secret from everyone else. She’d waited her entire life to experience that look. And now, here she was sharing it with Jack, in her bed with him moving inside her.
    This was a beginning. He wanted her, wanted tomorrow with her. He said he couldn’t say that he loved her yet but she felt that she was already in love with him. Maybe that came from the unrequited love for him she’d had as a girl. She didn’t know. All she knew was that she was going to hold on to him as long as he let her and if forever was down the road for them, well, she’d take it. No more jacking around searching for Mr. Perfect. She grinned