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my bed.
    She looks at me now,
her eyes glittering with need and a sexy smile on her lips.
    “Whatcha
waiting for?” she asks as she props herself up on her elbows,
which thrusts her breasts out. They’re exactly perfect and just
the way I remembered them. Her skin is pale, and I know firsthand how
soft it is.
    I also remember how
responsive she is, and my first order of business is to get her off
quickly.
    Crawling onto the
bed, I roughly push her legs apart and slide my hands up her thighs.
Her eyes flutter closed, and her head falls back on the pillows. She
knows what’s coming… I’ve done it to her before.
Twice as a matter, of fact, and I know she loves it.
    Bending over, I push
my face hard in between her legs and my cock starts a throbbing ache
when she groans loudly. Her fingers lace into my hair and then grip
it hard, pushing me down against her. She’s wanton and needy
but not afraid to show me what she wants.
    And I give it to
her.
    Lips, tongue, teeth,
fingers.
    I pump, lick, suck,
and bite.
    Within minutes,
she’s crying out, her hips gyrating against my mouth, and I
feel like I just won the Stanley Cup.
    When her cries turn
to whimpers, I ease up off her, wipe the back of my hand across my
mouth, and give her a wicked grin. She smiles back at me, still
panting, with a beautiful, orgasmic flush coating her skin from neck
to chest.
    It takes me mere
moments to slap a condom on and then I lean over, supporting my body
above her with my arms. She lifts her face to me, and I reward her
with a kiss. It’s soft with just a flick of my tongue against
hers before I pull back.
    “You’re
so beautiful,” I tell her sincerely. Because she is… the
most beautiful woman I know.
    “And you’re
the sweetest.”
    “Not going to
fuck you too sweetly right now, baby,” I warn her as I reach
down to take my cock in hand. I rub it up against her… feeling
the heat of her burn against me. Her eyes roll back, and my balls
start to throb with terrible need. “But I’ll go nice and
slow later tonight.”
    Cady wraps her hands
around my neck, pulling my face down. Her lips part and we kiss
again… so deeply, groaning over the contact, the feel, and the
flavors. With just a sharp flex of my hips, I push into her.
    So tight…
wet… hot.
    Everything I
remembered, and yet so much more because now actual feelings are
involved. I sink into her deeply, my pelvis mashed into hers, and
then I hold absolutely still. I watch Cady’s face a moment,
wishing I had the talent to paint her right now. She exudes pure
bliss and harmony, and she makes me feel as if this is the most
special moment of her life.
    I had intended to
fuck her hard because the need to come is blistering. Yet, I don’t
want to disturb the gentle play of emotions on her face, so I pull
back slowly and sink back in at the same pace.
    “Oh,”
Cady whispers, and her lips curve up. Her eyes slowly open and lock
with mine. “You feel so good, Zane. Like you were made for me.”
    Yeah, I know what
she means. Never fucking felt this before and our gazes become
intently focused on one another while I leisurely pump in and out of
her body. I lower my elbows to the mattress, bringing my entire upper
body flush with hers. Her legs wrap around my back, and she raises a
hand to stroke my cheek.
    We pant, moan, and
gyrate slowly against each other. Our eyes never stray from one
another, almost as if we’re afraid the other may be a
hallucination and will disappear. It’s intense, with deep
emotional pull.
    All too soon, I feel
my balls start to tighten and tension start to coil in my lower back.
I’m close to blowing, but I don’t want this to ever end.
Besides that… I don’t want to fall without Cady. I push
deeply into her and hold still, pushing back up on my arms. Sliding
one hand in between our bodies, I rub my fingers back and forth over
her clit, causing Cady to jerk.
    Her eyes squeeze
shut and her legs clamp hard against my ribs. Her breath