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sliding between the wet folds.
    She jolted when his finger raked over her hard clit, gasping at the sensation. Morgan wrapped one arm behind her, bowing her back to tease her nipple, his tongue circling and flicking before sucking it into his mouth.
    Her breath came faster as his fingers worked over her clit, stroking and pinching. “Ahhh,” she gasped, her belly rippling with impending release.
    Morgan eased her back onto the deep carpet, spreading her legs to kneel between them. She watched with heavy-lidded eyes as he spread her pussy wide then bent to run his tongue between the swollen lips.
    Sara arched against his mouth. Morgan raised his head long enough to see her hands move to her breasts, thumbing the reddened nipples, her head arched back and chest rising and falling more rapidly as the pleasure intensified.
    It was the most sexually alluring sight he’d ever witnessed. She was feminine sensuality personified. His need to pleasure her magnified. He wanted to hear her scream his name in ecstasy, know that it was him she wanted, needed.
    His finger probed the entrance of her pussy, circling the wet silken flesh then pushing inside the warmth. Another finger joined in, feeling the heat of her wet walls, searching for that secret spot. Her body arched in answer when he found it. Her hips rocked in time to the stroking of his hand, his fingers penetrating deeply inside her.
    Morgan bent forward, taking her clit in his mouth, licking and sucking at the hard bud. Sara gasped, moving faster against his fingers. He felt the vibration that raced through her and stroked faster and deeper inside her, sucking her clit into his mouth and flicking his tongue rapidly over it.
    “Oh…god…Morgan!” she panted a moment before her pussy began to spasm around his fingers and wetness streamed from inside her.
    Before her climax could end, he straightened and pushed the head of his dick against her wet opening. She pushed against him, taking him inside her, her tight pussy yielding to his width.
    He nearly came before he was fully seated inside her. Morgan ran his hands up her luscious body, gently squeezing her swollen nipple. She smiled and took his hand, sucking one finger then two inside her mouth. The sight of her sucking the juice from her pussy off his fingers gave him a thrill that made his dick throb, threatening his tenuous control.
    “Hmmm,” she murmured, freeing his fingers and moving his hand back to her breast.
    He began to stroke, slow and steady, straining to keep the impending orgasm at bay. Sara’s pussy pulsed on him, tightening then releasing. Her hips rose and fell, meeting each thrust, keeping the rhythm steady and slow.
    Both of them were breathing harder, trying to hold back. “I can’t,” Sara gasped and stretched her arms back behind her head, arching her body up. “Please.”
    The effect of her words and the sight of her submissively offering herself was more than he could resist. He grabbed her hips and pulled her to him, impaling her on the full length of his dick and eliciting a soft cry in reward. He could feel her muscles tighten around him, feel the vibrations begin.
    He lowered himself down, propped on one elbow, his free hand pinning her hands to the floor as he thrust more urgently, more forcefully.
    “Now,” she moaned a moment before her body began to quake in orgasm. That ended his control. With two hard thrusts, he buried himself to the hilt inside her and gave in.
    An orgasm claimed him that had his own body stiffening in ecstasy. When at last the wave had passed, he collapsed onto her chest. For several minutes there was only the sound of their breath, their hearts pounding against one another, sweat-slicked skin gradually cooling.
    Morgan rolled off her, pulling her with him to cradle her to his side. Sara reached up to stroke the side of his face and he turned his head to look at her. The depth of emotion he saw shining in her eyes was as breathtaking as the orgasm he’d just