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She wanted more now. With her pants unzipped, she stepped out of them. Sitting while Alessandra stood, he reached toward her black panties, using a finger to go under the waistband. He pulled them down just far enough to see part of the line of hair shaped into a small patch.
Her panties now low on her hips, he placed his lips where his hands had been, kissing her lower stomach, his hands touching her hips, her ass, and her thighs.
He continued to explore her in this way, pulling her panties lower. He was still kissing everywhere except where he knew she wanted it. He slipped a finger into her, finding her dripping wet.
She moaned and pulled his mouth to her clit, the action demanding him to lick where she needed him to. He used one hand to part her folds and find the spot he knew was the key to the orgasm she was looking for. He lowered his head and placed his tongue where she wanted it. He used his other hand to add a finger to her vagina, letting both stimulate her inside while he licked and sucked her sensitive spot.
Her hips started rocking. She pushed herself harder toward his mouth while she grabbed the top of his head. Her rocking and moaning became more rhythmic. He continued the steady pressure, licking forward and back while his fingers fondled her inside walls. He knew her excitement was rising when she used both hands to keep his head steady on her pleasure spot.
Feeling her wetness made his dick rock-hard. He quickly pulled his cock out of his pants. He stroked himself while one hand still worked Alessandra. She was so fucking sexy like this, pushing against him as he held his mouth tight on her clit, his tongue licking it in circles. He grabbed himself harder as the need in his cock increased.
When her walls began to tighten around his fingers, he had to force himself not to come. She was getting close, and he wanted to wait to take her with his cock. Her hips stilled. She grabbed his head tighter, holding him close.
He switched to sucking, and she wailed, “Make me come, Beau. Fuck, that feels good. Make me come.” His fingers inside her pussy stroked her walls as they moved in and out. She continued to moan loudly, demanding his mouth. With three harder, steady sucks, he gave her the release she needed. As the orgasm overtook Alessandra, her moan turned in to a near-scream.
He didn’t allow her to rest; he couldn’t. The hard cock he’d been stroking needed its own release. She was still naked, and he lifted her, taking her to the suite’s bedroom.
“Your turn?”
“And hopefully, another turn for you,” he said.
“Let’s see how it goes,” she joked. This was the Alessandra he remembered. This was the wild woman who had sex with abandon, with not a care in the world.
He placed her on the bed and she reached toward his hard crotch. “Here, let me help,” she said, unbuttoning his pants and pulling the zipper. She touched just the tip of his cock through the hole in his underwear as she bent down to lick the head. When she gently stroked his balls, he felt himself let out some cum. She quickly licked that off.
Her mouth on him was going to make him come too fast. And he wanted to feel the tightness inside her when he let go. He pulled her head away. At her questioning look, he said, “I need to be inside you.”
She leaned back onto the bed while he undressed fully. She was not shy at all, looking directly at him until he joined her on the bed. Laying on his side facing her, he returned to her nipples, sucking each of them as he held and rubbed her breast.
He heard her murmur a satisfied, “Hmm.” She reached for his cock, wrapping her hand around the shaft. She stroked it expertly, as if she knew just how he did it himself. He remembered how he’d been thinking of her earlier today, alone in his room. And he was grateful for the session. Alessandra Caro drove him wild, and without that session, he’d have released already.
Beau continued sucking on Alessandra’s nipples, one hand moving to her pussy again. Her hand squeezed his cock harder as she moved it up and down. He wanted her so badly, but he wanted to watch her. He quickly turned onto his back, flipping her on top of him. She straddled him, at first rubbing her wetness against his cock, but not letting him in. He continued to stroke her breasts. Alessandra bent over him, pulling his mouth closer to suck her nipples as they dangled across his face.
“I need to be inside you. Now,” Beau said. She was ready again, too. Alessandra positioned his cock under her pussy and pushed down. The warmth and pressure of her cunt on his cock made him harder. He grabbed each side of her hips and pushed deeper inside.
She leaned over so her breasts barely touched his face. He wanted to touch them again, but he was focused on getting himself deeper. She rocked on his cock, using her stomach to roll against him and get the pressure on her clit while his cock filled her up.
Beau wanted to wait until he could make her come again, but his senses were filled with the sight of her naked body on top of his. He was so close to exploding into the orgasm he’d been trying to stave off. Then he felt her muscles tighten around him, and she leaned back.
Sitting up and directly on top of him, she pressed harder. She pressed and rocked, and pressed and rocked. His cock was so hard, her pussy so tight around it, that he felt every movement as if her hand were grabbing him. Her back arched, taking more of him while pushing her clit against his pubic bone. She was riding him hard, taking control of her orgasm.
Beau knew she’d moved to that unthinking place when everything she needed was centered on his cock. She was panting, moving faster and faster. When she let go to the orgasm—her face an expression of the purely physical—he pushed up one last time. Her pussy walls involuntarily pulsated against his cock, preventing him from holding back any further.
His explosion while inside her was unlike any other woman he’d been with since their times together so many years ago. All logical thought was replaced by the physical feeling of release. Surprisingly, at that moment, there was also an emotion he couldn’t quite identify. He was briefly taken back to a time when his selfishness had lost her. The emotion was one of possession, the need to keep her this time.
She rested on her side after she crawled off him. She looked down at his face. Her look was unreadable. Her smile was nothing more than it might have been if they’d just signed a real estate contract. He’d felt a need to keep her. She’d felt… what? What did she feel?
“That was great, Beau, really fun. Have to go. See you tomorrow.” She stood up. Beau didn’t know what to say. Her comment hadn’t invited debate.
All he could do was agree. “Yes, it was great. See you tomorrow, then.”
Within minutes, she was out the door, leaving him to wonder if there was anything more to the encounter than the sexual release. More importantly, why did he care?
“You didwhat? That’s so unlike you!” Sailor exclaimed. She was in Alessandra’s office, fully recovered from whatever illness she’d had, and about to meet up with Kim and Jon Gartner. Alessandra had just confessed what had happened the night before.
“I know!” Alessandra said regretfully, even though she couldn’t stop rehashing how she’d felt when Beau was inside her. “I don’t even know what happened.”
“Wrong. You do know what happened. It’s called sex, in case you were unaware. Maybe a new beginning?”
