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intense pleasure, and she drew his hand down to her mound.
    Adam moved his attentions to her other breast, sucking with an intensity that made her cry out loud. His fingers moved downwards and found her clit, and he traced delicate circles around it. Lea groaned and thrashed as the ripples of pleasure travelled through her veins and up her spine, and she moaned out loud, “More, Adam, more…”
    She spread her legs wide apart and tried to pull his hips down, tried to indicate what she wanted, but he merely swatted her hand away.
    “Please,” she moaned, “I want you inside me, now. ”
    His voice was hoarse, but he moved downwards, trailing kisses down her stomach. “Not yet,” he said. “I want to taste you first.”
    Lea closed her eyes, anticipating the pleasure of this gorgeous man going down on her.
    Adam wasted no time, he knelt down and wrapped his tongue around her clit. She moaned and thrust her hips up at him, spreading her thighs out into the dark as his tongue engulfed her flesh with wetness and warmth. His tongue seemed enormous, as huge as his cock, so warm and wet and generous. He scooped up big laps of her juices with his tongue and savored them as he rolled his face around in her pussy and caressed her lips and clit with his face as well as his tongue.
    Lea was fucking his face now, heaving her hips rhythmically and rubbing herself off against his tongue strokes. She felt the familiar fire building within her body and heard herself panting and sighing as her orgasm drew closer. When it came, she cried out over and over again as Adam gradually decreased the pressure from his tongue, skillfully extending her pleasure several minutes as her whole body writhed and throbbed.
    After it was over, Adam cradled her in his arms, and slowly nuzzled against her breasts. She almost regretted not getting a chance to feel him inside her, but when she reached out with her hand, she found that he was still rock hard, and as she traced her fingers along the length of his erection, she found herself growing aroused again.
    “Adam,” she whispered, and she didn’t need to say anything else. He positioned himself over her, and grasped her legs, wrapping them around his waist.
    “Lea,” he groaned, as he slid into her slowly, spreading her out and making her throb with an intensity she’d never felt before. She moaned with pleasure, as her juices leaked out, and she savored the feel of his thick cock filling her up, and she squeezed her walls against him.
    Adam gripped her hips and thrust into her, over and over again, and their voices mingled in a low, animalistic chorus. Lea’s heart pounded violently and of pleasure rippled up her spine, as Adam’s strokes grew fiercer. He slammed into her harder and faster, faster and harder, making the tension coil up in her body until finally she cried out loud as the waves of orgasm coursed through her body and pleasure rolled over her. Lea clenched her pussy around Adam’s cock, and he surged into her once, twice more, groaning hoarsely as he spasmed inside her.
    Long minutes later, she realized that she was lying in bed, with her arms wrapped around Adam, who had moved out of her and was holding her loosely. His eyes were closed and she smiled to herself and lightly kissed his nose.
    Adam opened his eyes and moved off her, lying beside her and holding her hand. “Have fun?” he asked softly.
    “Absolutely,” she grinned, a nd she got up, feeling sore, and stumbled over to the bathroom, before she came back and fell asleep in his arms.

Chapter Seven
    The next morning, Adam woke to find Lea gone.
    There was a note on the pillow beside him: Thanks for a great time. Lea
    He scowled and fell back into bed. If that note had been from a guy, he’d be called an insensitive jerk. But Lea got away with it because, well, she was Lea. And he knew he’d see her again.
    The clock on the wall said it was ten o’clock, and Adam marveled at how easily he’d fallen into a life of