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He bent down and kissed her flawless back before moving farther down. Head between her legs, he admired the view for a moment, careful not to let a demanding lady wait. His nose nuzzled the soft skin of her inner thigh.
After his tongue lightly licked her pussy lips, he growled, “You said it was overrated, but I’m here to show you, in the most ardent fashion, that it is not.”
His tongue went to work. It swirled around her labia, already soaking wet. He took his time. His tongue traced her sex slowly, tentatively. Her pelvis gyrated in a rhythm of its own. He stepped things up. Using his whole mouth, he sucked, licked, and utterly devoured her.
Her hips squirmed when he ran his hands up her legs, his fingernails lightly scratching her skin. He held her hips still and took full control. Throaty groans told him his efforts were appreciated.
Finally concentrating on her clit, Xavier circled a finger around her labia, teasing. Before she begged, he slid in one finger, followed by two, to the sound of guttural approval.
His tongue soon found a lapping rhythm, working the clit with his tongue in unison. He was relentless, never pausing, never ceasing.
Hope’s fist hit the marble of the bench.
“Oh, fuck!” she cried. “Fucking hell!”
His tongue increased in speed, as did his fingers. She writhed against him, sucking air in short gasps. Apparently incapable of speech, she simply moaned.
Her palm struck the bench repeatedly as her moans merged into one.
Convulsing, she cried out louder than he thought her capable of. Her vagina spasmed around his fingers, her delicious juices coating her legs, her pussy, and his face. The smell was so erotic he closed his eyes to savour it, but before she could catch her breath, he started again, slowly, very slowly.
“No, I…want your cock…I…” Her words fell to the floor unheeded. Face resting against the cold marble, she gave herself up to him.
Xavier wasn’t nearly finished.
He gently licked her pussy, avoiding her sensitive areas. Hope moaned, a protracted keening sound that was music to his ears. Eventually, her clit was ready, and the writhing came back with a vengeance. She seemed to be genuinely gasping, finding it hard to breathe.
The next wave came faster and harder than the first. Her whole body convulsed, and he was concerned she might fall offthe bench from the ecstasy, it seemed so complete. Her roar was guttural, and she gripped the bench for balance. Sucking in air, Hope flailed one hand about, as if it were a white flag.
After ensuring she could stand on her own, Xavier raised himself and slid his body behind hers, his penis resting between her legs, fully erect and ready. Slowly he moved his hips, rubbing his manhood against her, generating the tiniest of whimpers.
When finally she was able to talk, it was dry mouthed and exhausted. She gasped, straightening her glasses. “N-not…-n-not overrated at all.”
He smiled. The sight of her well-pleasured curves was stunning, sexual, and at the same time, a work of art. The woman had no idea how gorgeous she truly was and at the same time, completely and utterly adorable.
He nodded towards the bed. “Shall we finish this off a little more comfortably before you have to go?”
“Go? You sound like you’re here for a good time, not a long time?”
He frowned. “Unfortunately, time is something I don’t have a lot of. I’m leaving New York tomorrow.”
Her full lips pouted. “Oh, really? Why so soon?”
“Well, New York was my stepping off point. The plan is for me to pick up a rental car tomorrow and head off on The Great American Road Trip. I’m competing in a CSLSA event in California on the twentieth of this month.”
“CSLSA?” she asked as if rolling it around her mind. “Californian Sexy Latin Salsa Awards?”
“Close. California Surf Life Saving Association.”
“Mine sounded more fun.”
He chuckled. “It did indeed, but that’s the reason I’m here, really. To compete. I earned a wildcard entry back in Sydney. It’s kind of a big deal. I’ve been working towards this for years. I’ve sacrificed a lot. More than I care to think about.”
Stop talking, he told himself.She doesn’t care. He’d lost the momentum he’d had moments before. He’d been so close. Or had he? Nothing about this woman could ever be taken for granted.
“You’re doing this whole trip by yourself?”
“Well, originally, a few days ago, I had a girlfriend. Then there were words, a bit of yelling, some slammed doors, and now, it’s just me.”
