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He inhaled, let his breath out in a slow stream, and reached for Eve’s hand. “I’m good. Better than good, in fact. I’m so happy to be here with you tonight.”

“Oh, Bri…” Her voice deepened. “You’re so sweet. And the lovemaking… Wow.”

He kissed her fingertips. She had beautiful hands, his Eve. “Wow is right.” He smiled into her incredible eyes. Mesmerizing. He could lose himself in her eyes, in her soft, tight body. “You ready for dessert?”

“Dark chocolate gelato? Are you kidding? You bet I’m ready.”

Brian rose and took her hand. “I was thinking we’d save that for later. I had something much sweeter in mind.”

“Oh…” She reddened again, from her cheeks, down her neck, across the gorgeous flesh of her breasts.

His cock turned to stone. “Come with me.” He led her to his bedroom.

“Bri…”

“Lie down, baby, and spread your legs.”

“It’s been…so long since anyone’s…”

He groaned. “I’ll try not to disappoint you.”

“God, you couldn’t.”

He kissed her lips, her neck. Damn, she smelled good, tasted even better. He tongued one nipple, and then the other. Such a smooth, sweet texture. The buds pebbled against his tongue. He kissed downward, over her taut belly. So sexy. He dipped his tongue into her navel and she giggled. Ah-ha. A tickle spot. Good to know.

Then he eased farther down, buried his nose in her springy chestnut curls, and inhaled her musky bouquet. Mmm, she was going to be a fucking feast. He dipped his tongue onto her clit, and she quivered beneath him, sighing.

“Oh, Bri…”

He loved her voice. Loved her saying his name. Loved being here with her. He slid his tongue between her dripping pussy lips. Her honey was sweet and tart at the same time. Delicious, as he’d always known she’d be. Delicious, because he loved her.

“Bri, I love to be licked. Did you know that?”

“Mmm.” He inhaled and gave her cunt a wet kiss. “I’ll lick you anytime you want, baby.”

He forced his tongue into her, and her thighs clamped around him. Her pussy pulsed beneath his lips. She was near climax already. His cock twitched. Her smooth, silky labia caressed his tongue. He sucked them between his teeth, nibbled them, tugged on them. Damn, she had one gorgeous pussy. Her moans and sighs fueled his lust. He dived deeper into her channel, plundered her with lips, teeth, and tongue. He wanted to make her come. Wanted to suck all the cream out of her until she was begging for his cock in her pussy, her mouth, her ass.

“Bri, that’s so good!”

Her breathless gasp stoked the fire already blazing within him. He sucked on her clit, nipped it, and plunged two fingers into her tight sheath. Her pussy clamped down on him. The spasms started slowly, and then accelerated, gaining strength, urgency.

“Brian, my God!”

He arched toward him, hugging his head with her creamy thighs, grinding that sweet, wet pussy into his lips. He released her clit, raised his head to watch her face. A luminous coating of perspiration covered her. Her burning eyes locked onto his.

“Yeah, sweetheart. Come. Come for me.”

The convulsions continued around his fingers. He swirled them in circles and massaged her G-spot. Her tiny puckered hole beckoned him, and he lubricated her with her own cream and massaged her anus, waiting for her to object.

She didn’t. Slowly, gently, he breached the tight entrance with the tip of his third finger. She shattered again. Fresh nectar coated his hand. He latched onto her clit and sucked her delicious essence. Her spasms increased.

“Bri!”

“You like that?” He plunged deeper. “You like my finger in your tight little ass?”

“Yes. God, yes!” Her thighs tensed around him. She grabbed fistfuls of his hair and forced his face to meld to her flesh.


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