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This isn’t an exploratory kiss. It’s not sweet and tentative.

Not testing boundaries, either.

This kissis well-established, and ithasno boundaries.

My hands are on him before I even think to move, exploring his abs and his chest and running roughly through his hair.

There isn’t a part of him that I don’t want to touch.

His hands find me as well, matching mine with their single-minded intensity.

They run up to my tits, down to my ass. One hitches on the hem of my dress, sliding it up, even as the other tears at my neckline.

The fabric of my dress gives with an audible rip, my tits spilling through without its support.

I have only a moment to be glad I didn’t wear a bra today before his mouth is on my boobs. He bends at the waist, taking my nipple firmly between his lips.

One of his hands claims the other breast, groping, pinching.

I throw my head back, moaning loudly, staring wildly at the holograms that still swim around us. “Fuck!”

Then I reach down, wanting to feel him as well.

My fingers graze his cock, and I hear him inhale sharply around my hardened nipple. He’s completely stiff, his cock throbbing in my hand.

I reach down with my other hand, frantically trying to unfasten his belt, needing to actually feel him in my grip.

I’ve barely gotten it unbuckled when he lifts me, pulling my legs around his waist as he does.

He carries me easily over to a display table. It’s covered in pamphlets and aquarium maps, which he quickly swipes away with one stroke of his hand.

He settles me onto it, kissing me once more before dropping to his knees.

Slowly, reverently, he slides down my thong.

Or maybe he’s just trying to make me crazy.

Either way, I’m tense with anticipation by the time he drags it over my feet.

“Lock,” I moan.

He spreads my legs open, pausing for a second to admire my pussy.

A sound—half moan, half growl—escapes his mouth; it sends chills racing through me.

And then his mouth meets my skin, kissing frantically up my thighs and stopping occasionally to bite at some of my more sensitive skin.

I reach out, twining my fingers through his hair.

Lock’s tongue slithers out of his mouth and glides up and down my pussy lips before it slides into me. I gasp as it teases my wet, little hole.

Slow and taunting a moment ago, he doesn’t hesitate here.

He licks the length of my slit again, savoring me before he slides his tongue up to my clit.

I’m fucking dripping wet as he flicks his tongue across me, eliciting a moan and driving my fingers to pull tightly on his hair.

“FUCK!” I yell again, completely lost in what he’s doing to me.

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