Caramel Kisses

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would go, Drew proceeded to lick, suck and nibble her into orgasm number one. Every moan and growl originated from her clit and zoomed clear to her scalp, making her curly hair even curlier while she humped his face like a woman riding a bucking bronco. And boy was she ever rewarded for her troubles.
    When home alone, Sydni always switched off her toy of the moment after orgasm number one and slipped into a coma-like sleep. But Drew pushed her past what she’d always believed was her limit. He lapped and tongued her headlong into another orgasm that had her stomach muscles clenching wildly and her thighs fighting to press together though a wide set of shoulders aided his strong arms in keeping them spread wide.
    Oh god, she simply couldn’t take anymore. Sitting up to push against his head she pried him away from her soaked pussy and scooted off the desk.
    “Enough.” Hell, anymore and she’d become a total addict, complete with slobbering stupor and all. “My turn,” she declared, then pushed him back and off before tumbling them to the carpet. Sydni raised a single black brow and flashed an impish grin then delivered a round of decadent kisses down his torso.
    “Ah, a take charge woman, eh? Don’t get used to it, baby.”
    Drew wasn’t usually the type to be dominated during sex. If anything, it was the exact opposite. But he’d let her get away with it. This time.
    And when her warm mouth slammed down over his throbbing cock, Drew’s back spasmed up off the thick carpet in tandem with a loud yell. My god! The woman gave him no warning. No preliminary, tentative or coy licks. No, she simply swallowed him in one big gulp and took him clear to the back of her throat.
    A fingertip tapped gently as the spot just behind his balls as her mouth gobbled him down…and up, and down. And up.
    “Shit! My god, woman, you’re an expert,” he gasped.
    “ Mmm hmm,” she crooned. Drew heard the smile in her voice.
    Sydni sucked him like he was her favorite pastime. Her favorite dessert. Her favorite everything. Easy suction accompanied the swirl of warm wet tongue over his flesh. She took a pass over the engorged head, then another that sent a bolt of energy flashing through his hard length and clear to his sac. That last nibble was accompanied with just a little bit of friction from her sharp teeth followed by a hard suck. Her tongue did wonders over the head of his cock. And the traitorous thing gave only a split second of warning before it exploded with jet after jet of sticky cum right down her throat.
    Not a single drop escaped her voracious licking. Wow.
    But he should have been mortified. An orgasm hadn’t succeeded in escaping his control since his college days. Yet this sweet morsel of a woman had managed to strip him. And damn if he cared, especially since Sydni was, and would remain, the only woman who had this kind of power over him. He would see to it.
    She raised her head after one final lick. “ Mmm , you taste so sweet. How?”
    Drew flipped them over until he was on top, then kissed the tip of Sydni’s nose while his hands explored her lovely body. He grinned down at her, never letting up on the pressure he forced on her sensitive nipples. One hand drifted lower to tickle the crease at her groin. “Pineapple juice,” he whispered against her ear as his teeth played with her earring.
    “Pine…oh, god,” the words faded as her voice gave way to a deep moan when his fingers slid deep.
    “I’d hoped to find myself in this position, literally. So I drank a lot of pineapple juice the last couple of days. Wanted my cum nice and sweet, just for you.”
    Drew’s recovery time was about fifteen minutes. So he’d just have to keep her busy until then. And there was nothing like teasing and suckling Bing cherry nipples. Sydni’s moans and urgent movement soon made his cock stir to life against his groin. The weeping head sat up and looked around for a succulent pussy to occupy.
    And Sydni’s sex was just

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