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pelvis made it difficult, but to my relief he took over on the job and freed me from the piece of clothing that was becoming too tight as of late. I turned onto my back again, and Boggs placed his hands over my swollen breasts.
    “These have gotten bigger,” he said in a deeper-than-usual voice.
    “Yeah, my bra’s tight.”
    “You’re so beautiful,” he said as he leaned forward and drew one of them into his mouth, sucking deeply and pulling my nipple toward the back of his throat. “You taste so good, Zo, like strawberries,” he mumbled into my breast.
    My hands were on his back now, clinging to him, drawing him closer. I could feel the muscles of his back tighten. The feel of his mouth on me, and his smell, caused me to tingle deep down in longing. I lifted my hips to him, craving his manhood. I ground myself against his jeans zipper, which I could feel stretching from the strain of his erection. I groaned with desire, which was quickly turning to frustration.
    “Make love to me?” I begged. “Please?”
    “Oh I intend to, Zoe Kate.”
    And with that, he reached down to the waist of my sweatpants and tugged. I reached my own hands down to assist, and in short order my pants and panties were off and lying on the floor. The room was cold, and the warmth of his skin sent waves of electricity deep into my being. I fought with the button of his jeans, my fingers shaking. This time seemed different. Like it might be our last.
    “Slow down, Zoe,” whispered Boggs in a loving, deep moan. “Slow down.”
    “I just want you inside of me, Boggs.”
    He slipped his hand down between us to help facilitate the undoing of his button. Our fingers were counterproductive mingling with each other, adding to frustrations on both ends. After several painfully long moments of struggling, the button slipped through its buttonhole and Boggs slid his zipper down, his breathing quickening as I squirmed with desire beneath him. With a couple of grunts, he managed to slide his jeans off.
    Both of us now fully rid of our clothing, Boggs straddled me. I could feel his eyes tasting me. I looked at his shoulders as he leaned down and took my breast back into his mouth. He trailed the side of his hand down my belly, and slowly between my legs. I arched my back and moaned, and brought my hips up to meet his hand. His fingers twisted through my pubic hair, teasing me. I groaned and placed my hands flat on his back, partly pulling him to me and partly rising to meet him. I slid my legs out from underneath him and replaced them on each side of him. He slipped his fingers inside of me and twirled them.
    “You’re so wet Zoe,” he moaned against the flesh of my nipple. “Oh God, you’re so wet.”
    He suddenly rolled onto his back, pulling me on top of him. I gazed lovingly at his face, and then leaned down and planted a deep kiss on his lips. His hands wrapped around me, pulling me closer. I arched my back, searching for his erection with the part of me that was now pulsating with desire. I broke the kiss, placed my hands on his muscular chest, and raised myself up, then back down so that his manhood slipped inside of me. I knew I was in control. Boggs closed his eyes, and groaned in pleasure. I slowly lowered myself until he was deep inside of me, and he let a moan escape from his chest. He sat upright and scooted himself, with me on top of him, back toward the headboard. He leaned back so we were now sitting facing each other, and I squirmed against him to feel him as deeply as I could. He pumped his hips to meet me, driving his shaft even deeper. I cried out quietly from the pain, although it was a pain I welcomed and cherished.
    “Are you ok?” he whispered, slowing his rhythm.
    I nodded ‘yes’ and sped my pace up as proof. I felt Boggs grab my hips, helping me to grind into him.
    “Is this ok?” he asked quietly.
    “Oh God, Boggs, yes,” I moaned loudly.
    Our movements became almost violent as we expressed our love for each