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Doug stilled for a moment, then laughed. “It was never like this, you know,” he told her. “There was never anything playful or fun about sex.” He brightened even further. “With you,” he snorted, “you’re going to make everything mischievous, aren’t you?”

“Only when I’m not screaming your name,” she replied with a smirk.

“I’ll take both.” Doug kept her in place as he stalked to the bedroom. He laid her on the bed, leaning over to spread the plackets of her shirt so that she was presented to him without wrappings. But… “The panties have to go,” Doug growled, and all Pixie could do was nod.

He hooked his callused fingers into the elastic waist and slowly drew the material down. His breath caught.

“So sweet,” he whispered, sending a finger down to stroke her soft hair while his eyes devoured her.

Pixie almost melted. She was glad Doug was all in, but it was strange, having someone stare at her pussy while she lay still. Pixie waited to see what Doug would do next.

She wasn’t prepared when he lowered his face to her crotch, breathed in deeply and kissed her there. But the gesture, besides being damned hot, brought tears to her eyes. When he raised up, regarded her solemnly, then drew her panties carefully off her feet, she couldn’t keep herself from urging him to go faster.

“You… You still have too many clothes on,” she rasped.

Doug actually chuckled. “So I do.” Without a second’s thought, he undid the button to his jeans, then unzipped. What lay beneath was mouth-wateringly large. The bulge in his blue boxer-briefs had her eyes widening.

“You’re…big,” she stated, licking her split lip. It hurt, but not as much as the ache that had started between her legs.

“Are you okay with that?” he asked, slowing his roll, but not backing off.

“I am,” she told him heartily. “Can I see more?”

His pants dropped, and his briefs followed, leaving the most glorious cock bobbing to alertness between them.

“You’re beautiful,” she breathed, and it must have been the right thing to say, because the attention-grabber took a few more bows.

Doug was all confidence as he stroked his big member, climbing onto the bed on his knees. “You still okay with this?” he asked, gritting his teeth.

“I’m all in,” she told him, then snickered. “But that’s your line, isn’t it?”

Another smile blossomed on his face. “I knew you were trouble.” He reached out a gentle hand and spread her legs. She knew her wetness had to be apparent.

“That’s all for me,” he marveled.

“Every bit of it,” Pixie told him without embarrassment. She just wanted that big cock up inside her, as soon as possible.

Doug dropped down between her knees, holding his hard staff out toward the spot that was craving him, but just as he notched the fat head to her heat, he yanked back.

“Dammit,” he groaned.

“What?” Pixie’s hand, not knowing where to land so as not to spook him, waved a little wildly. “It’s okay, Doug. We don’t have to go any further.”

“Oh, yes we do,” he growled. “But I don’t have any condoms.”

Pixie smiled. That was an easy problem to solve. “I’m on the pill, Doug. And since neither of us have been with anybody in years, I’d say we’re good.”

Doug dropped his forehead to hers and gave a deep sigh. “Thank God.”

Quivering with need, Pixie widened her legs, and Doug eagerly took his cue. Stroking her needy slit several times, up and down, with his plump flesh, he paused only briefly to push inside.

They both hissed.

“You okay?” he asked, teeth gritted.

“So good,” she told him.Damn.She’d wanted this with him for so long.

He eased inside as if she were porcelain, gaining centimeter by centimeter until he was finally fully seated.

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