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sleepyhead. I didn’t think I would ever get you to open those pretty green eyes for me.”
    Greg smiled and then licked her nipple where he’d bitten it. She moaned and thrust her chest toward him. He took advantage of it and sucked in more of her breast while manipulating her other nipple with his fingers.
    “Mmm that feels so good.” She ran a hand through his hair.
    He continued with his assault of her breasts while she dug and flexed her fingers at his scalp. When he didn’t complain, she knew he enjoyed it as much as she did. She pulled on his hair to try and move him down her body. He chuckled but didn’t let her lead. Instead, he pulled back and just stared down at her.
    “You’re not getting your way in everything, precious.”
    “I don’t think I’m getting my way in much of anything right now.” She pouted.
    “Don’t be too sure of that. I didn’t want you outside at all today. Not until we knew more about the area. You got away with murder there, baby.”
    “I’m careful, Greg. I don’t take unnecessary chances. I promise.”
    “Let’s not talk anymore about that. I’m more interested in something else right now.”
    “Need I ask what?” Janet grinned.
    “Put your hands over your head for me and don’t move them no matter what.”
    Janet figured she could do that. She lifted her hands and held onto the mattress behind her as he slowly made his way down her body. He licked and kissed his way down her chest, her abdomen, and her pelvis until he got to her mound. There he settled himself between her legs and looked up at her from his position at her pussy.
    “Keep your hands above your head for me.”
    She nodded and waited for whatever he would do next. She figured she could only profit from this. When he licked her pussy from her slit to her clit, she moaned and wiggled her pelvis. Holding her hands above her head wasn’t such a big deal. She changed that thought when he began to nibble at her pussy lips and tease her slit with his finger. The more he played, the more difficult it became to keep them there.
    Greg seemed to be out to make her move them. He teased and played with her pussy, shoving a finger into her wet cunt and skimming around her hot spots without really ever touching them. She began to fuss at him which soon turned to curses.
    “Damn you, Greg. Stop fucking around and suck my clit!”
    “Cursing isn’t allowed, Janet. I’m going to have to punish you for that.”
    “Fuck you!”
    He spanked her pussy, and she roared in outrage until she realized it felt good. In fact, she figured if he would do that a few more times, she could come. She continued her naughty tirade, and he spanked her again and again then stopped and backed away from her.
    “You’re not going to get me to spank you till you come, you little minx.” He grinned and walked back up her body to take her mouth.
    When she would have wrapped her arms around him, he pulled back and shook his head.
    “Keep those hands up there, baby.”
    Janet groaned but returned them to the mattress. She latched onto Greg’s mouth as soon as he lowered it to hers. Even the taste of herself on his lips didn’t lessen her need to kiss him. She licked along his teeth then across the roof of his mouth in her quest for more. He slid his tongue alongside hers then fought her for control. She let him have it. She was much more interested in coming than controlling.
    “Easy, baby.” Greg pulled back. “I’ll take care of you. Just relax and let me love you.”
    Janet froze at that. She hadn’t expected to hear those types of words from his mouth. He didn’t seem to notice her reaction. Instead, he slid back down her body, licking as he went. Heat followed him wherever he touched her. Her skin flamed at each tender caress of his tongue. When he reached her sodden pussy once again, she willed herself to remain still so he wouldn’t stop again.
    “Please, Greg. I need you.”
    “You’ll have me soon, baby.” He lapped