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lips with such tender ness , thought I might faint. “You want that?” He drew my lower li p between his and sucked softly and moaned when I gasped my yes right into his mouth. “I’m going to make you scream,” he whispered back softly.
    I couldn’t take anymore. I grabbed his face and thrust my tongue into his mouth. He growled and opened for me, his groans telling me I fueled what was coming.
    Good. So good.
    He lowered me to the bed and broke away from my mouth. I quickly lay on my stomach. I felt the bed give under his weight as he got behind me and stroked the back of my thighs. “You’re pussy is so beautiful shaved.” The words nearly groaned with ache as h e slid a finger softly over the wet lips. “Open wider baby.”
    I clutched the pillow beneath me, his cologne and masculine scent in my nostrils . He teased my entrance with his finger . From little flicks , to long soft strokes, top to bo t tom, ending on my swollen clit with more little teasing tickles .
    Already I was mewling constantly, legs trembling with the pleasure.
    He gasped, and by the sound, I knew he was stroking his cock. “I’ve never wan t ed to devour what I crave to paint before. But you…” His large hands gripped handfuls of my butt. “…God you’re a masterpiece in every way imaginable .”
    His cock was suddenly pressing against my entrance. I clenched my eyes, wai t ing. He rubbed the head softly up and down my slit the n his hand slid under my hips to glide his fingers over my wet clit. He kept his cock pressed at my entrance while he danced lazy circles over the intensely hot bud.
    There was nothing but heat, nothing but feeling it build so deliciously. Nothing but increasing my cries to match what he did. Then needing more. “Please Johnny...”
    Like it was what he wanted to hear , w aited to hear. His cock plunged inside me, stealing my breath in one gasp, followed by a long cry as I gripped the sheets tight. Johnny’s chest barely touched m y back, his ragged breaths filling my ear . My clit was on fire with those maddening circles he danced over my clit . I gasped out a grunt, pus h ing my butt against him. His cock throbbed deep inside me as he rubbed carefully . “Oh Johnny, yes, yes.”
    “Yes,” he agreed, withdrawing his cock. He plunged back in and growled, “Yes,” in my ear as my butt pushed and reached, my cries sharp.
    I laid my head on the bed, panting and squirming and moaning under the fi n gers he used to buil d my orgasm. I pumped against his hand, wanting it so bad. “Give it to me,” I gasped. “Fuck me Johnny!” I pushed my butt higher, trying to move and wi g gle on him.
    With a growl, his upper body pinned me to the bed and he shoved back in side me. Then he began. Finally. In and out, in and out. Every thrust more powerful than b e fore and my cries matched them . Legs spread wide, butt lifted as high as I could, he rammed his cock faster and faster. I took over rubbing my clit, wanting him to have more leverage.
    And gosh did he ever. “Rub it Jewel.” The velvety rasp warmed my ear.
    “Yes, yes,” I cried, “I’m coming, I’m coming!”
    His legs suddenly pressed against mine and his pumps quickened. He was co m ing too. So intense! It all exploded inside finally. He gave that barbaric roar as his o r gasm took him at the same moment. My crie s shr iek ed as he continued to pump inside me , and h is strained gasps filled my ear, most beautiful thing I’d ever heard. Then it hit me.
    He hadn’t pulled out.
    We lay winded in the aftermath for nearly a minute, not moving, his body entir e ly on mine . I didn’t believe in entrapment. But for the life of me, I could not muster up the fear of what might have just happened. Surely he hadn’t forgotten.
    His lips finally nibbled on my shoulder. “That…was amazing,” he whispered.
    I gasped, smiling. “Yes, it was.”
    He moved and turned me over, laying between my legs, staring at my breasts. He finally raised his eyes to