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Anna stared at him silently, her eyes wide, desire and searing lust making her autumn eyes turn to molten chocolate. Dark, hot, pouring over him as she took him in. Her chest heaving even as his was.
God, he needed her, needed to taste her. To touch her with his hands, mouth, tongue…. He knew she would taste sweet, maybe even a little tangy. Just like a peach.
“Anna, I want to taste you, baby. Let me taste you. Let me show you how good I can make you feel. Let me prove to you that what I feel is real.”
She didn’t hesitate a moment longer, nodding quickly as she tensed.
Blaze didn’t hesitate, either. He launched himself at her, attacking her mouth with his, ravening, hungrier than he’d ever been to capture and keep a pair of lush, delicious lips.
The couch beneath them was worn and had always been too short for Blaze’s length, so as he kissed her, he slowly moved them to the floor, the carpet the perfect mix of give and hardness he’d need for what he had in mind.
A feast.
Of Anna.
As he devoured her mouth, he tugged her top down, exposing her breasts to the air. Her nipples were hard beneath the plain, practical white cotton of her bra. Fuck, he never seen anything sexier.
Breaking from her lips he bent and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking on it through the thin fabric. She cried out, arching her back. Her hands gripped his head, her fingers twisted into his hair and she pulled him down, silently begging him to take more, suck harder. So he did.
His body vibrating with need—the need to see her for the first time. To adore her as she deserved to be adored.
Blaze, desperate, pulled the top of her dress completely down until it was gathered around her waist, then reached behind her to deftly removed her bra. Yeah, he could thank all those who came before her for that skill, but none would be as precious and special at the one before him now.
Her bra gone, Blaze swallowed and peered down.
His cock jumped in his pants, practically breaking his zipper in its urgency to get inside her.
Down boy. Not yet.
Round, high, pale globes of the most beautiful breasts he’d ever seen. With each shuddering breath she took, they jiggled.
Perfection.
“Blaze,” Anna whimpered dropping her hands to try and cover her breasts. He grabbed her wrists and held them over her head.
“No. Don’t hide this perfection from me baby,” he growled, bending down to lap at first one nipple than the other. They were the color of ripened cherries, and just as hard. He opened his mouth and took as much of her plump breast inside as possible, sucking, using his eager tongue to lap and lathe, using his teeth to nip.
“Blaze—oh, Blaze! What are you doing to me?” Anna cried out, writhing beneath him.
“Mmmm, I’m just getting started, baby.”
He didn’t know how long he worshiped at the altar of her luscious tits, but he knew it would never be long enough.
Still holding her wrists over her head with one hand, he reached down to tugged at the hem of her dress—the dress that had been teasing the fuck out of him all night. During the whole date, he couldn’t stop himself from picturing her bent over the table, the seat of his truck, the damn restaurant bathroom counter.
He placed a trembling hand on her thigh, groaning at the softness as he slid his hand upward, slowly. She stiffened beneath him but he murmured to her, kissing her mouth, her chin, her cheeks, burying his face in her neck to nibble on that place between her ear and neck. As he kissed her, adored her, he slid his hand upward until he met the sticky, hot wetness of her panties.
His eyes rolled back in his head and he moaned, his dick getting impossibly harder as he nearly came just from the evidence of her want of him.
Mouth watering, nose filling with the scent of her arousal, Blaze snarled and sat up on his knees, practically ripping Anna’s dress in his desperation to reveal her hottest, most secret place.
Her panties were white cotton, just like her bra, and they were so sopping wet, he could see right through them to the dark, springy curls crowning her sex.
“Fuck, baby. You look good enough to eat.”
Anna dropped her hands to cover herself and squeaked, making Blaze meet her gaze.
“What’re you doing, Blaze?” she asked, her face and breasts flushed with a beautiful, sensual pink.
