Dare Me Again

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building in her throat to slip out. When his hungry mouth latched on to a hard nipple, it escaped.
    “Oh—” Katy gasped.
    His big hands slid down her waist to her hips then around her back to her ass where he squeezed her cheeks. She wanted to dig her fingers into his thick dark hair in the worst way, but felt that as crazy as it seemed, considering what he was doing to her, it was presumptuous on her part to think he would enjoy her touch as much as she was enjoying his.
    Finding the skirt button at the top of the zipper, he deftly separated it from the button hole, then pressing one hand against the waistband, he slowly drug the zipper tab down the crack of her ass, the low buzz sound surreally erotic. Bunching the fabric in his fists, he pulled the fabric from her hips, and down her thighs. Katy’s knees shook as he traced his lips down her flat belly to her belly button. His strong, rough hands were a sharp contrast to the softness of his lips.
    When those lips came to rest above her thong panties, he nipped at her hot mound, blowing on her. Katy made a little squeaking sound of surprise and pleasure.

Chapter Two

     
     
     
    E van’s short shallow breaths against her neck signaled his excitement. He stood a good head taller than her and she knew he watched the hunk on his knees before her. When Green Eyes pulled down her panties and the small soft thatch of hair that shielded her pussy glistened from her juices, she felt Evan’s cock jerk against her back.
    “Your pussy is so sweet and succulent, Katy,” he whispered against her ear. “How does it feel to have another man’s tongue buried inside you while I watch?’
    Opening her mouth to answer, the words hitched in her breath as Green Eyes parted her swollen lips with the tip of his tongue. “Oh—” she gasped unable to articulate into words how she felt. Swallowing hard, she looked down, and as if she were a voyeur she watched this stranger’s tongue slip between her swollen folds, only to come up and wrap around her sensitive clit. This time she didn’t hesitate to dig her fingers into his thick hair. It was soft, silky even, not what she expected from such a he-man.
    Feeling like the ultimate bad girl, naked save for her five-inch heels, as one of the hottest guys on the planet licked her pussy like he was savoring a melting ice cream cone, Katy was closer to an orgasm than she had ever been in her life.
    “I knew a secret wanton lurked beneath those librarian clothes you wear,” Evan crooned. “Why do you hide that fuck-me body?”
    Evan’s words combined with the abandonment the wine lent her topped off with the stranger’s talented tongue, aroused her to uncharted territory. The urge to spread herself on the bed and let them suck her and fuck her was so powerful, she nearly demanded it. But she couldn’t. There was a part of her that had never allowed herself to let completely go and give up control of her body.
    When she arched against Green Eyes, Evan cupped her straining breasts, tugging on her nipples just the way she liked it.
    “Oh—” she moaned, undulating against the stranger’s wanton mouth. “That feels so good.”
    Behind her, Evan’s cock swelled rock hard. He hurriedly shucked his clothes and dropped to his knees behind her. Grasping her hips he slid a finger down the crease of her ass, her juices so copious that her anus was wet. Evan used it to his advantage.
    Katy was a self-admitted prude in many ways, but when it came to sex, though she tried to suppress it, the sensualist in her came out. It had taken Evan months of relentless pursuit to get her into bed. And now, even after six months, she was still reluctant to let herself go.
    It was only when she had a buzz going that she was able to relax enough to allow him to try something new. Gently he worked his finger along the tight bud of her ass.
    “Oh,” she moaned when the stranger slid a finger deeply into her. “Please,” she begged. “Go slow.”
    As her ass

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