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He rose back up and looked at her half-closed eyes, her face flushed with arousal. “Pretty as a picture and every bit as sweet,” he praised her as he took hold of her waist and walked her backward until they reached the edge of the bed. He pushed her gently down, then let her watch as he quickly did away with his clothes.
“You’re so strong.” Her gaze took in his entire body from head to toe. She eyed his cock, and he watched her lick her lips
. Damn, as if he needed more provocation. “And so wonderfully hard all over,” she said, not taking her gaze away from his dick.
He smiled. “Glad you approve.”
She lifted to a sitting position and reached out. She smoothed her hand down over his chest to his abs. Her fingers followed the trail of hair, but when she reached his cock, she pulled back.
“Shy?”
She bit her lip. “A little.”
“Are you wet for me, Shay?”
Her head bobbed. “Oh yes,” she murmured.
He reached out and took hold of her wrist. “Touch me, honey,” he said as he brought Shayla’s hand to his swollen cock. “Feel how much I want you. I’m dying for you.”
Her small fingers wrapped around his length and squeezed. “Hell, yeah, like that.”
She brought her other hand up and cupped his balls, squeezing and testing their weight and size. When her soft palm stroked him in a slow, torturous rhythm, Vance groaned. “No more. I’m only human, honey.”
Her naughty smile as she stroked him once more nearly brought him to his knees.
He brought her hand to his lips and kissed the palm. “Little tease,” he growled as he pushed her backward until she was sprawled out on the bed. He lowered his body on top of hers, bracing himself on his elbows beside her body. Vance took in the sight of her beneath him. “This is what I’ve missed, Shayla.” He cupped one large breast in his hand and licked the tip. One more swipe of his tongue, then he gave in and sucked on her. With deep pulls of his mouth, Vance laved and nibbled on her satiny flesh.
She squirmed under him. “Please, yes. Lick me, Vance.”
“Like this?” he moved to the other breast and continued his assault, licking and suckling as if she were his last meal.
She moaned and arched her back. The action mashed her breasts against his face. Vance cupped both her tits and nuzzled his face into her cleavage. Her legs came around his waist and held him tight, and her fingers dug into his back. Vance groaned.
He released her breasts and went on an exploration of her ribs and stomach. “Your skin is like satin,” he whispered as he wrapped his hands around her hips and held her firm, then dipped his tongue into her belly button. When he skimmed his fingers over her hips and touched the springy curls between her thighs, Vance felt Shayla freeze up.
“Vance,” she said, her voice a barely there thread of sound in the room.
Her soft voice was the only thing that could stop him in that instant. “We’ve been here before, honey. You trust me, remember?”
“But where will we go from here? What happens tomorrow?”
“I told you before, I’m not looking for a quickie here.” He danced his fingers over her pussy lips and asked, “Do you like my touch?” When she nodded and relaxed, he continued his erotic discovery. Vance rubbed his thumb across her swollen clitoris, enjoying the way her eyes slowly drifted closed and her breaths began to come in short gasps.
As he thrust his middle finger into her tight opening, her mouth opened, but no sound came out. Vance began sliding his finger in and out, slow at first, then faster, deeper. The feel of her inner muscles clenching and unclenching around the single digit was a sweet kind of torture to him.
She was warm and wet and inviting. He slipped a second finger in and felt her body stretching to accommodate. Shayla began to thrust upward, and the action forced his fingers deeper. When he glided his thumb over her little nub, rubbing back and forth and pumping her tight passage with his fingers at the same time, Shayla moaned his name. Caught up in the fire building inside her body, Shayla undulated against his hand and threw her head from side to side, pleading and begging as her body flew out of control. Her screams as she orgasmed around his fingers sent his control scattering.
He slowly pulled his fingers free, relishing the way her body clasped around them, and levered himself on top of her. Vance positioned his cock at her opening and waited. “Are you protected?”
Shayla blinked a few times, then seemed to grasp what he said and nodded. “I’m on birth control, and I’ve had a clean bill of health.”
“Same here, but if you’d rather I used a condom, it’s no problem.”
She shook her head and wrapped her arms around his neck. “No. I only want to feel you, Van,” she murmured.
He stiffened. “You called me Van. No one has ever done that but you.”
She cringed. “Do you hate it?”
