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inside her. She closed her eyes, grasping his shoulder muscles tight as he sucked her taut nipple past his lips. His thumb and forefinger toyed gently with the other nipple.
    In tandem, he put pressure on her, building it up until a more intense orgasm than last time threatened, and that time had blown her naïve little world.
    “I didn’t know it could be this good,” she breathed out.
    “I haven’t even started,” he said, in between licking her left nipple now. “Wait until my face is buried between your thighs and fucking you with my tongue until you can’t breathe.”
    Sammi cursed again. Her head buzzed, her ears rang. He bit a little into her nipple and pinched the other. The pleasure pain drove like a bolt of electricity to her clit.
    “These come off.”
    Oh yeah, he was all caveman. All beast now. With no restraint. And Sammi didn’t care to stop him now. This one might knock her out, but she’d wake up with a smile on her face.
    Jag ripped her panties off. Bare, gooseflesh rose and she skirted back to avoid him. Once again, she scurried away scared, but as Jag stripped his pants off, she settled in after a reprieve from his touch.
    His cock, swollen and throbbing, sprang right out as he took off his boxers. It stood straight up, with precum pearling at the tip. Sammi bit her lip. Her eyes were hooded and she could’ve purred at the sight of that awesome cock. Long, thick, with some taut balls and a small trail of clipped hair leading up to his stomach.
    Her mouth about watered at the sight of it. Jag would get a blowjob she’d never dreamed she could do.
    But before she thrust onto her elbows, Jag snatched her thighs and pulled her closer. His hot lips dropped down to her core. Sammi braced herself, but there would be no bracing for what he was about to do.
    His tongue slipped from the bottom of her pussy all the way to her clit. She groaned like he punched her in the gut, all the air expelling from her lungs, her channel tightening. Thighs quaking, she tried to steady herself on the mattress but slipped.
    She speared her fingers through his hair. Holding on, she moaned shamelessly as he flicked and caressed that bundle of nerves which had her kicking in the air.
    Jag rubbed his lips over her velvety hot skin.
    “That’s a fucking sweet pussy. Come for me, baby.” His tongue speared into her, and Sammi hollered again.
    She watched sparks dancing underneath her eyelids after she let go. The orgasm crashed over her and she ran in a field of bliss. Her body floated until he caught her by the back of the neck and then planted a firm kiss on her lips.
    “Fuck, I love it when you come!”
    “Oh…” That was the best she could say.
    Her jaw dropped, her tongue circled when he unrolled a condom and strapped it down the length of his huge base. There was something about it that was just so hot—maybe the fact that it took so long to get to the bottom.
    Jag nudged her sensitive pussy lips with his cock tip. Rubbing back and forth, he teased her with the length and thickness. Her pussy clenched in response. Every nerve in her body felt like it fired.
    Jag thrust inside her, pushing in until he buried himself to the balls. So slowly, every inch a moment of bliss. Her channel stretched to fit him as he prodded her open, rubbing against the sweet spot with his tip as he passed it by, giving her a taste of what was to come.
    “Yes,” she panted, hanging on the ‘S’ as he drove deep inside her.
    “That tight, juicy pussy.”
    He slowly eased himself out of Sammi, followed by thrusting in satisfying, powerful strokes. Each time she rocked her hips to get closer. Once he pushed himself all the way inside, she grabbed his hair and took a deep inhalation of his masculine, woodsy scent.
    “So good,” he rasped. Jag grabbed her wrists and pinned her down, settling his weight on her as he took what he wanted.
    She loved the way her body consumed him. Sammi had never thought of herself as a sexual person, but