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She gathered her courage and grasped his cock. He was so big and so hard, yet smooth. Smooth and velvety and perfectly formed. Magnificent.
“That’s great, darlin’, but it’ll work better if we lose the pants.”
“Oh.” Dusty chewed on her lip and wiped her clammy hands on her jeans. “Right.” The pants. That’s what had started this in the first place. She gently eased the soft fabric over his hips and beheld his arousal springing from its black nest. Her sense of touch had been right—perfectly formed and magnificent.
“You’re beautiful,” she said.
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” He laughed.
“Oh, it is. It so is. I… I want to put my mouth on you.”
He groaned. “Oh, God. Please.”
“I think it’s only fair to tell you,” Dusty hedged, embarrassed. “I-I don’t exactly know what I’m doing.”
“It’s okay. You’ll be perfect. I know it.”
Dusty nodded, and then pressed her lips gently to the head. A drop of clear liquid emerged, and she smeared it over the head with her thumb and licked it off.
Zach began panting. “Dusty. Go lock the bedroom door. Then take off your clothes.”
Chapter Eleven
Zach McCray’s cock was in her mouth. It was smooth. And hot. And salty. And delicious. And she was enjoying every minute of it. Judging from the moans coming from Zach, he was, too.
Such power. Such complete recklessness. She could get used to this.
“I want to taste you too,” he rasped. “Come here.” He pulled her to him and turned her around, positioning her over his head. “Sit here.”
“Zach…”
“Sit here, darlin’. We can both have our fun.”
His tongue found her and drove into her. She squirmed on him, too timid to push down with her weight. When he grabbed the cheeks of her bottom, spreading her, pulling her tightly against his face, she figured it would be okay to grind into him as she desired. She wasn’t disappointed.
Between his legs, his cock beckoned. Yes, they could both have their fun. She leaned forward and took him into her mouth, and suddenly his assault on her became more urgent, more relentless. As she climaxed, she forced her mouth down upon him, taking as much as she could. He ripped his mouth from her, his breath coming in rapid puffs against her damp thighs.
“Come ride me. I need to be inside you.”
Dusty crawled forward, turned, and positioned herself over his massive erection. Slowly she eased herself downward until she had completely sheathed him.
Oh, the sweet sensation of being filled to the brim. Of being stroked and caressed so perfectly.
“That’s right,” he said. “Move on me.”
She slowly rode him, up and down, circling her hips so he touched every inch of her moist walls.
“You’re so tight, darlin’. So sweet. Come here.”
She leaned forward for his kiss, continuing her motion, wanting him deeper, harder. She thrust downward as he thrust upward, their bodies meeting, the slapping, sticky sounds of their lovemaking a sensual symphony to her ears.
She broke the kiss and sat straight up, taking his full length inside of her. She closed her eyes and cupped her breasts, sliding her nipples between her fingers and tugging on them.
“God, you’re beautiful,” Zach said. “I love to watch you touch yourself.”
Dusty panted and breathed. “I wish it were your tongue on my nipples, Zach.”
“Bring ’em here then.”
