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heard the suction sounds as he penetrated her. A heat wave of indescribable proportions ran through her body. The room spun, and her nipples puckered until they ached.
    “I need to come.” She cupped her breasts. Carter gripped her right leg, and then the orgasm came on her fast and hard. Her left leg buckled. She softly whimpered. Then, to her relief, she shattered. Somewhere in her euphoria, she heard herself scream in unbridled ecstasy. Carter continued to finger-fuck her until the first orgasm of the evening dissipated. She fell forward onto his chest. His scent enveloped her. Sweat, sex, and cologne mingled in a strange, vaporous brew that stimulated her pussy and mind. She became dizzy and wet. She breathed in the smells of his heated body and her orgasm. Lifting her head, she found him leaning against the wall, balancing their weight easily. His breathing came out as erratic as hers. In addition, his heart thumped against her cheek. She gently tugged at her right leg. He pulled his fingers from the lips of her pussy, which got wetter while she continued to ooze. To her surprise and excitement, he tasted the juice on his fingers.
    “God, you’re sweet.” He continued to lick.
    Watching his tongue aroused her all over again. Curiosity played its part and got the better of her. “What does it taste like?”
    “I told you already, sweet,” Carter answered.
    She took his wrist and pulled his hand toward her mouth. “Let me try some.” Before she had a chance to lick his finger, he pulled it away from her.
    “No, it’s mine.” He sucked his fingers clean.
    “It was mine first,” she reminded him.
    “I tapped only enough for me. I didn’t get enough to share.”
    Kelli didn’t know what to say. She envisioned herself with Carter in a forest next to a grove of maple trees. He tapped her juices to his delight. She shook her head in disbelief at the images.
    “What happened? Pussy get your tongue?” A teasing light appeared in his eyes.
    “Clearly not as much as yours,” she quipped back, staring at him, her chin notched and her shoulders squared back.
    Carter laughed and pulled her into his arms for a long kiss. She tasted her cum on his tongue. The flavors of him and her mixing together into one intoxicated her.
    “Did you like the taste of your juices?”
    She said nothing. The conversation made her uncomfortable. She wanted to say something witty, but nothing came to mind.
    He gazed down at her and smiled. “Maybe eating pussy is an acquired taste, just for men.”
    Kelli was speechless. She didn’t have a comment for that remark, either. She turned away from him, but Carter turned her back around. Bending, he licked the space between her breasts up to the base of her throat.
    A series of tremors raced across her body and she submitted to their unyielding desire.
    He placed his hands on her ass and lifted her, angling her pelvis over his. She wrapped her legs around his waist, straddling him for security. His chest pushed against her breasts as he inhaled deeply. Carter gazed into her eyes. His need reflected clearly. “I can smell your cum.”
    She smelled it, too, and wanted another experience with him. He smiled the same wicked, knowing smile, which caught in her chest. “What do you intend to do about it?” she whispered.
    “I plan to make you come again—to make you want no other…to make you mine,” he answered. He carried her to the bed, lowered her onto the mattress, and then placed his knee between hers, opening her more. He stroked her cheek with his thumb. “Kelli, I have wanted you all night.” He set his foot on the floor, lifted his arms, and extended them on either side of him.
    “What?”
    “Touch me again,” he encouraged.
    Trembling hands reached for his belt. She unfastened it and pulled it out of the belt loops. She looked at him with questioning eyes.
    “Don’t stop now! Go on,” he encouraged further.
    Her tongue softly skimmed her bottom lip. Lifting her unsteady