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He exhales in a rush, the tension leaving his body, and slides a hand into my hair as I proceed to tease him with my hands, lips, and tongue.

“Mmm…” I murmur, casting coquettish glances up at him as I lick him.

He scoops my hair over my shoulder so he can see my face, his eyes darkening as he grows more aroused. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispers.

Ooh, he’s swearing, that shows how turned on he is. Excited, I make sure he’s well lubricated and stroke him firmly while I lick and suck, and it’s not long before his breathing deepens and his hips begin to move, thrusting him deeper into my mouth. I slide my lips down his length, doing my best to take him all the way, and he groans and slides his hand to the back of my head, holding me there for a few seconds before letting me continue. Fuck, that’s hot, and I can feel myself getting turned on, too.

“That feels so good,” he says, “Jesus, Missie, you’re so good at this…”

“You taste amazing,” I tell him, continuing to stroke with my hand. “Are you going to be a good boy and come for me?”

He gives a short laugh and studies me through half-lidded eyes.

“I want to taste you,” I tell him, running my tongue up from root to tip. “I want to swallow down everything you’ve got.”

He groans and tips his head back on the sofa. Ohhh… he’s close. While I give firm strokes, I tease him with my tongue, then close my mouth over him and suck as hard as I dare.

Yep, that does it—he clenches his hand in my hair and then gasps as his climax hits, filling my mouth with several long jets. I swallow it all, and when he’s done, he flops back with a long groan before opening his eyes and giving me a helpless look.

Interested, I close my hand around him and stroke him slowly.

“Ah,” he says, twitching as it’s obviously sensitive. I slow my hand. He’s still erect, and only a shade less hard than he was. He sighs, eyes half-lidded, watching me as I avoid the head and just concentrate on the shaft. Only fifteen seconds pass before he’s fully hard again, and letting me stroke all the way up.

“You’re a marvel,” I say, getting to my feet and shimmying out of my knickers.

“Bed?” he asks.

I shake my head and climb astride him. “Here.” I move down his thighs until our bodies are flush. He’s still in his suit, and I’m still wearing my dress, and somehow that’s even hotter than if we were doing this naked.

He moves a hand beneath my dress, slips it down my front to my mound, then slides his fingers into me. He groans. “You’re wet.”

“Of course I’m wet.” I kiss him. “Going down on you turns me on.”

With a thumb resting on my clit, he slides two fingers inside me, and I moan and drop my head back, moving my hips to encourage him to stroke me.

“We should go to bed,” he whispers, cupping my breast with his other hand and teasing the nipple with his thumb.

But I shake my head, lift up and wait for him to remove his hand, then position myself so the tip of his erection is parting my folds. “No time for that.” I lower down, and we both sigh as he slowly fills me up.

“Ah, Missie.” He holds my butt with both hands, pulling me toward him so he can slide further inside me. “That feels so good.”

“This is going to be quick,” I tell him. “Get ready.”

He groans as I start to rock my hips. He’s buried right inside me, and I don’t need to move much, because my clit is pressing against him, and just these small movements are enough to make pleasure ripple through me.

I hang on, though, wanting him to come again, but it’s not easy. “Tell me when you’re ready,” I say through deep gasps, trying not to grind on him.

“Ah, I’m so close,” he says, his fingers digging into my hips.

Suddenly I’m wearing too many clothes, and I rip my dress over my head and toss it away, then tear off my bra, and the breath hisses through his teeth as he cups both my breasts and covers one nipple with his mouth.

Oh yeah, that works, and I know it’s turning him on, too, as I continue to move on top of him, driving us both to the edge. He teases both of my nipples with his teeth and tongue, then tips his head back, his eyes gleaming in the moonlight as he looks up at me.

I hold his face and kiss him, and he grips my hips and gives several hard thrusts, making me gasp. I can’t hold on any longer, but luckily he whispers, “I’m gonna come,” and so I give in and let my orgasm sweep over me.

Ahhh… the beauty of coming together… clamping around him with such strong pulses… feeling his cock twitch inside me… knowing he’s also experiencing that exquisite tension deep inside… feeling so blissfully happy because I’ve given him pleasure…

Ooh, sex is soooo good when it’s done right. I’m never ever going to get tired of doing this with him.

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