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hands find his ripped abs. I bite his nipple.
    I loosen his belt and tug at his pants until he springs free. I wrap my hands around him and he sucks in a deep breath. This might be the only time I have control over this man. I’m going to relish in it.
    I get on my knees and I taste him. I am so wet with a hunger for him. I start at the tip and take him in shallow at first. Soft and slow. I listen to his strained breathing. I apply pressure and take him deeper in my mouth. He grabs my hair, and pulls, and mutters a few curse words. As he pops free of my mouth he pulls me to my feet.
    “Enough. My turn to take what I want.” He pushes me back on the bed and pulls off my boots.” These, we will use another day. I can’t wait to get my fucking hands on you.” He stares at me with stormy eyes.
    Sweet Jesus, let the storm come down.
    He strips me of my panties and then my dress. He coaxes my legs apart. I am completely exposed to him. I blush when he looks at me. He’s like a starving man who suddenly finds himself at a feast as if he can’t decide where to begin satiating himself. He licks my clit, and I feel it vibrate. I try to close my legs, but he won’t allow it. He sucks at me.” You taste sweet,” he mutters. His words and his mouth rock me to my core. He keeps licking and teasing me until I can take no more.
    My eagerness for him is tenfold, despite my orgasm. I cannot wait to take him inside of me. He grabs his pants and takes a condom from his pocket. His cock throbs as he rolls it onto him.
    The intensity of in his eyes has me on the verge of another orgasm.” You are wet and ready for me.” He runs his hand over my clit.
    “Yes,”I whisper into his shoulder.
    His body covers me, and I’m panting. I hitch my leg over the tight muscles of his thighs, landing on his equally tight ass. I wiggle beneath him, trying to coax him into me. He grabs my hips and kisses me. I can taste myself on his tongue. He slips just the tip of his cock into me.
    He is in complete control of my body. My need for him to be inside me is blinding. He suddenly thrusts, deep, and I let out a cry of pleasure against his mouth. I relish the feeling of fullness of him. He drives into me and my body achingly, deliciously accommodates him.
    “You are so fucking tight.” He rotates his hips and hits that spot inside of me that sets me on the edge of another orgasm. He senses it and holds back for a moment. His pause staves off my orgasm.
    He slowly starts again, thrusting in and out of me. His strokes are calculated. Thrust, pause, thrust. My release is so close. His mouth covers mine again, and it's like he’s devouring me.
    “August, please.” I don’t recognize my own begging voice. I have never felt such pleasure.
    “Trust me, baby.” He whispers. He grabs my ass and drives deeper. I scream out his name again. He touches parts of me that have never been touched. I grip his shoulders as he thrusts hard again. I clutch his hair.
    “Fuck, baby. Come for me now.”
    My body clenches around him as my orgasm ravishes my body. He lets out a roar and pulses inside me.
    Our breathing slows and I collapse against him. Our bodies are tangled together. I softly kiss his shoulder and grin up at him.
    He smiles back.” Something humorous?”
    “Not at all. I just didn’t know sex could feel that good.” I rest my cheek on his shoulder and hum in satisfaction. He pulls me close and squeezes me.
    “I need to go take this damn condom off.” He pushes me back onto the bed and stands. I want to follow him but I don’t think my legs will work. I watch his fine ass and muscular thighs. I’m glad I didn’t move. I’ve never seen such a finely sculpted man. I shiver. He’s swept through my life like a tornado and has obliterated my senses.
     
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    I wake up to light peering through my blinds. For a moment, I think last night was a dream until I roll over and see August sleeping on his belly. He is beautiful, and his just fucked

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