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Her fingers played with his balls, weighed them, stroked them as her lips and tongue wreaked havoc on his dick, and there was nothing he could do to ease the torture, the pressure. She refused to let him.

This was her turn, but his turn would come. As he watched her, watched the dampness of her mouth as it lifted from his dick, watched her lips redden, her eyes glaze with hunger, he promised himself he would drive her just as crazy, very soon. In ways she couldn’t imagine.

Slowly, with exquisite relish, her lips lifted from his straining cock as she stared back at him with drowsy eyes.

“I’ve dreamed of this,” she whispered as she moved back up his body. “Dreamed of every second of this. ”

“Payback’s hell,” he groaned.

She smiled a sexy, siren’s smile as long black curls cascaded around her body. Easing up his body like a sleek little cat, satin skin brushing against him, the heat of her pussy glancing his hard shaft until she was straddling him, she blew his mind with her sensuality.

“In your arms, payback would be paradise,” she assured him, hips shifting, the heat of her pussy nudging at the wide head of his cock.

“Ah, hell. ” He was going to lose himself in this, he could feel it. Hell, no other woman had ever taken him like this, had ever loved him like this.

Pleasure tore through his body as she shifted again, the blazing heat of her intimate flesh beginning to enfold his erection, tender muscles working over the head as she moved, taking him by slow increments.

A firestorm of sensations overtook his body. His balls were tortured with the effort to hold back, his cock straining.

“Where’s the condoms?” she whispered as she eased up again. “Oh God, John, I don’t know if I can pull off you in time. ”

Her body was shuddering as his hands moved, trembling for the drawer of the nightstand. He’d found one earlier. A single fucking rubber, and he knew damned good and well one would never be enough.

Tearing the package open as she lifted, he rolled the latex quickly down his cock, then gripped her hips and waited. It was like waiting for death and birth, and his patience was wearing thin.

But hers was as well.

She eased down.

She fucking destroyed him.

His dick jerked, throbbed, sweat popped out on his brow, and a thousand fingers of sensation began to race over his flesh.

He couldn’t handle it.

Bucking beneath her, he drove in deeper, expecting that very feminine smack once again. Instead, she cried out in pleasure, the sound wrapping around him and driving him harder.

Tightening his hands on her hips, he fucked her deeper, feeling her press down on him hard and fast as he surged upward. She kept up with him. Thrust for thrust, her pussy milking his cock as he stretched the inner walls until they created a snug, intimate little embrace around the desperately hard shaft.

He wanted to fuck her forever, but first he had to hold on long enough to simply feel her coming around him. He couldn’t forever, despite the agony at the thought of losing the pleasure enveloping him now.

What she did to him should be illegal.

Rising, she sat astride him, that small sexy little curl of her lips going straight to his balls. He swore he wouldn’t last another thirty seconds.

Then she moved.

“Fuck, Sierra,” he groaned, his neck arching as she began to ride him with a smooth thrusting motion of her hips that he knew neither of them would survive for long.

His hands slid to her buttocks, gripping the rounded globes and guiding her motions, entranced by the fact that she wasn’t adept at this, simply adventurous. And that was all the more arousing.

They moved against each other, their thrust and parry escalating in seconds. Watching her face, he knew the moment her release began. The way her eyes dazed at the same time her thrusts became jerky. The way her pussy began to ripple and tighten, the smooth, heated flow of additional juices, and then the ragged, tormented cry that tore from her lips.

She was there, coming around him, falling against his chest as he continued to thrust inside her, to take her, to fuck her past the last ecstatic shudder before he gave in to his own release.

A release that felt as though it was pouring from his soul. Arching hard and deep and inside her, he heard her name slip past his lips, felt his body shake, tremble, and then the harsh, electrifying pulses of sensation as they began to tear rapidly through his body.

And just as he feared.

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