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work undressing
him—unbuckling his belt, lowering his zipper, and pushing his pants
over his hips. The evidence of his desire became clear in the bulge
distending his shorts. Her smile turned wanton as she reached
inside and grasped his member in her fist.
    “You said I could touch you,” she said.
    “I did.” But, Lord help him, not so much his
control stopped.
    “May I taste you as well?”
    Lieber Gott . He swallowed hard. “If
you want.”
    “I do.” She lowered herself to her knees,
and in the next moment, she’d pushed his shorts over his hips and
down his legs. His erection jutted out away from his body, as if
begging for her attentions, and before he could register what was
happening, she’d wrapped her fingers around his shaft and guided
the head into her mouth.
    The pressure, the heat, the moisture—a
lethal combination designed to blow the top of his head off. He
shouldn’t let her do this, at least not until he’d done as good for
her. But, oh, he hadn’t had this for so long, and she seemed so
eager, sucking on him and taking more of him. His vision clouded,
turning red with lust around the edges. He could only barely make
out the image of his swollen flesh entering her mouth and
re-emerging moist. He allowed her to continue. Just a little
longer…just a little…until…no more. He’d lose control.
    “Stop,” he said, as he eased her head away
from him. “Enough.”
    She immediately rose and climbed onto the
bed. As she’d done before, she pulled a tube from the drawer in the
table beside her. And thank heaven for that, because she’d pushed
him past the point for gentleness. He took it from her and applied
the lubricant himself, not trusting her to do it without driving
him completely mad.
     
    Still he couldn’t simply plunder her body,
so he set to making her ready. While he lavished affection on her
breast, he sent his fingers to her mound and stroked the lips
there.
    She squirmed beneath him, her pelvis
reaching up toward his touch. Asking silently for more. So, he
parted her folds and found the tiny organ—the seat of her desire.
When he stroked it with his thumb, a shudder coursed through her,
and she gasped with pleasure. Aroused, but not aroused enough. As
he moved to the other breast, he inserted a finger into her. The
walls of her sex closed around it—again asking for more. So he
inserted a second finger and probed. With a loud gasp, her body
arched.
    “Yes,” she cried. “Yes, yes.”
    He’d have her soon. He’d sink inside her and
give them both what they needed, but for now, he removed his
fingers and toyed with her hot button until she tipped her head
back and issued a whimpering cry.
    All the evidence he needed that she’d become
hot and ready for him. Finally, he settled himself between her legs
and drove his aching member into her softness.
    Immediately, he set a pace that would claim
them both in the ultimate union. No time for dallying to let their
passion build. He’d already hit the high plateau, and her
movements, her cries, and the grip of her walls around his shaft
told him she’d also arrived there. They could make long slow love
another time. This night, he could only plunge into her in hopes
they’d reach the pinnacle together. They moved frantically, each
lost in their own passion and yet connected in something greater
than themselves. At the base of his spine, the orgasm started to
build. He wouldn’t be able to hold it off much longer.
    At the critical moment, her cries built to a
crescendo, and her body tensed beneath him.
    “Don’t stop!” she cried.
    As if he could. He gave her everything he
had, now rougher than he’d ever planned. The excitement rose to
unbearable levels, and then her inner muscles clamped down on him,
signaling her climax. He let his body take him now, and as her
spasms started, his own rushed through him from his sac outward to
engulf all of him. His essence shot from him in waves, and she
accepted it all, still