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muttered a gasping, “God! I thought you looked edible with that bra, but this is even better.”
    She shrugged the material from her shoulders and allowed it to drop behind her. The shrug only further enticed. “I’m about to forget everything I planned if you move like that again,” he said.
    “What have you planned?”
    “To play with these for a long time. To touch you everywhere, until we both lose our minds.”
    “That sounds,” she hesitated and moaned a soft sound, as her eyes closed with the pleasure he so easily instilled. It took a few long moments before she finally managed, “Good. That sounds perfect.”
    “I don’t want to miss a second of this,” he said as he measured and weighed the soft flesh in his hands. He murmured a low sound of enjoyment each time he licked or bit her nipples.
    “If you miss anything, we can always do it again later.”
    His gaze widened in agreement as he nodded. “A good plan. Would you like it if I kissed your neck?”
    “What?” she asked as his question pulled her from the depth of growing passion. “Oh, yes, my neck,” she somehow managed on a shaken sigh. “That sounds lovely.”
    “Where else?”
    She didn’t respond until he asked again, “Where else, Lexie?”
    “My nipples,” she gasped. “Especially my nipples.”
    “What does it do to you when I play with them?”
    “It does everything. I feel it here,” she said as she arched her back and pushed her breasts deeper into the pleasure of both his fingers and mouth. “And here,” she added as her hand moved down her body and slid into her panties.
    “And where else. Where should I kiss you?”
    “My pussy,” she groaned and shuddered, her eyes half closed as she succumbed to the desire, knowing she’d finally said what he wanted most to hear. He growled in response, and she shivered again. “God, yes, my pussy, touch me there. Touch me everywhere.”
    “Lay down,” he said as he guided her to lie upon her couch. He rolled her panties down her legs and over her feet. His warm gaze studied her nakedness, his delight obvious. “God, I can’t tell you how good you look, how sweet. My mouth waters knowing how delicious you’ll taste. I can’t wait to touch you.”
    “Then don’t. Don’t wait,” she managed breathlessly as she raised her hips to better his view. She moved to within inches of his mouth, her legs parted. Her pussy ached with need, hungry, nearly desperate for the feel of his tongue, his lips. The movement dared him to resist her offer. Her breathless whisper, “Do it,” was meant to push him over the edge of reason.
    It almost worked. He trembled but held to his control. “I will, but first I need to see you touch yourself.”
    She blinked her surprise. “Do you? You don’t want to touch me?”
    “I do, and I will, but first show me how.”
    She shook her head. “You’re very bad.”
    He nodded in return. “I know, but are you?”
    Her heart pounded, blood rushed to her pussy. It felt alive, buzzing with excitement, tingling with life. “Move back.”
    He moved a bare inch or two and she almost laughed.
    “Shall I show you what I do when I’m alone?”
    “Oh, Jesus,” he moaned. “Am I going to live through this?”
    “If you don’t think you can take it, maybe, I’d better not.”
    “I can take it,” he promised anxiously and insisted to her grin. “I can.”
    “Sit there then and watch,” she said a bit breathlessly.
    Lexie was on her own and a bit unsure of what she was about. It wasn’t as if she’d never used a toy or brought herself to a quick release when the need came upon her. The truth was she’d simply never done it while someone watched. She took a deep breath as she gathered her nerve. Her heart continued to pound in her throat, a pulse to throb between her legs.
    Her hands moved first to her breasts. The firm flesh was large enough and certainly sensitive enough to bring pleasure at her touch. She pushed them together then apart,