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My determination must have shown. I caught her torso and spun her under me. “Alright, missy. Now it’s my turn. I’m gonna drive you nuts.”

She squealed and made as if to run, but I had her and wasn’t letting go. Her body felt heavenly against mine. Together we kindled heat of the most enticing kind. It was energy and exhilaration so new and fascinating we never wanted to leave each other. Cocooned together, we rolled kissing breathlessly. When our hands met, and our fingers entwined we moaned with newfound joy.

“Oh, Gid, I wish we could make this last all night.”

My lips ducked between her breasts as I held them. “If I died tonight, I’d go happy.”

She leaned back. “You better wipe that thought out of your head… if you die now,” she caught my face in her hands, “we wouldn’t have the rest of our lives together.”

I rocked my body over her, moving between her thighs. “You’ve gotta point there. I spoke too soon. This gets better every minute.” On my palms, I arched into her and turned it on. She had the most sensuous moan.

If being with women taught me anything, a woman never got enough of the right strokes. It isn’t fun to come and run. It’s great fun to strike a balance with my tongue: no tongue at all feels like junior high, too much tongue feels like prom night. What’s the right amount? If I had to ask, I wasn’t doing it right. From the glowing blush across her breasts, I knew she was aching to get down to business. I also knew delayed pleasure was the best pleasure.

With a firm hand, I caught her thick length of curls and wound it around my fist. Drawing her slowing to my lips her eyes widened in anticipation. I held her lips tightly to mine as I nibbled her full bottom lip. Holding her this close, feeling her arms reflexively tightening around my torso, I moaned against her. The vibration shuddered through us and kept my latex-covered missile moving. Her lips responded with the sweetest pucker. She suckled back, and we smiled into each other’s kiss. “Mmm, aren’t you tasty?”

Diana’s vibrant expression darkened to pure sexual hunger. I knew that look. My lips moved to the shell of her ear and still holding her in place, my open mouth skated the curve, and I inhaled.

“Ahhh.” She drew in a deep gasp.

Almost biting her earlobe, I chuckled. “I could dine on you forever.”

“Forever? I guess you got that patience back.”

My teeth caught her earlobe and gently tugged. “You know, I can do this to other parts of you, too.” She held out her arms to me. My fingertips walked down her cleavage, tickling, and teasing her tight flesh as I varied my thrusts and parries. “I’ve been thinking about doing things to you all day, but now I seem to be stuck on just doing this.” I delivered an exceptional thrust.

With a gentle nip on her neck, my fingers stroked her anxious flesh. She bowed into my touch with a moan. Upping the ante, I bit and released her neck without leaving a mark. We shuddered together and I held on as long as I could. I was speechless as I fell back on my heels carrying her with me. Her legs wrapped tightly around my waist as she arched down on me with a squeal. I hope to God there’s no one in the next room. I let out a roar of satisfaction that made her jump and clutch me harder.

As we rolled within the messy sheets, she stretched and grinned. “That was your own brand of physical chaos.” She pointed a finger at me and had me confused. Then she caught my cheeks and soundly kissed my lips. “You are too much for words. I don’t suppose you can do that again?”

I could barely utter moans. “Didi, I will do this and more every day of my life if you give me a chance.”

She melted into my side, and I watched her long lashes flutter closed. Her lips moved in a whisper, and I fought to catch her words. Did I get them right? It was something about me being everything she never knew she needed.

Diana

It was more than sex; it was how he connected to me emotionally. No false fronts. He was an open book, no games, no macho bullshit. He really was his own man. His attitude was ‘take him or leave him’ and I wanted more of him. It was more than sex, it was communion.

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