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things my way for a while.”

Despite his words, she kept trying to climb on top of him until they were engaged in a small struggle. “Wanna play rough, do ya, chere?” he chuckled as they wrestled. But he couldn’t get the upper hand while lying down, so he sat up, got to his feet, and tussled with her until he could close his hands on her waist, pushing her back to land in a small easy chair. He dropped to his knees in front of her and thrust his body between her thighs. They were both panting as he looked into her eyes. “I do like your spirit, darlin’, but you best not bother fightin’ me, since I’m gonna do exactly what I want to you and there isn’t a damn thing you can do to stop me.”

Her eyes blazed with passion and he felt her struggle against his hold once more.

He only chuckled. “Save your strength. You’ll need it.”

She sighed and finally relaxed in his grasp.

“That’s a good girl,” he told her, sliding his hands up, raking his thumbs across her nipples. She shuddered. “That’s a real good girl.”

Looking into her eyes, he was bitten with the overwhelming urge to kiss her—everywhere. Lips, breasts, sweet little pussy. But he decided to start at the top, leaning in and lowering his mouth onto hers for a long, slow, steamy tongue kiss that had both their hearts racing by the time it was done. “Haven’t kissed you enough,” he told her, all traces of amusement or triumph gone. “And haven’t seen nearly enough of these pretty breasts, either, but I’m gonna remedy that right now.” With that, he used his fingertips to lower the lace that barely covered her nipples until her soft flesh spilled out in hot, beautiful abundance.

It was the first time he’d seen her lovely breasts fully revealed. They were beautifully large and round, pale but for the pink crests that looked as hard as two rosy pearls. He ran his tongue over one erect nipple while he took her other breast full in his hand. The feel of that hard bead on his tongue was incredible, made him want to lick her again and again. Above him, she was letting out hot, pretty sighs that fueled him as he moved to the other sweet breast, licking and laving. He soon found himself sucking her nipple, slow and gentle at first, then he drew it deep into his mouth with more abandon. She held his head while he sucked on her, ran her hands through his hair, over his neck and shoulders. Hot little panting breaths escaped her and she arched her back, pushing her breast harder into his mouth. He sucked even deeper, making her cry out, and then he softened his ministrations, releasing her beaded pink flesh to flick his tongue quickly back and forth over the taut peak.

He could have spent hours playing with her perfect breasts, but his cock throbbed almost painfully now, after all the excitement it had endured tonight already, and there was still more he had to do before he came.

So he released her nipple from his mouth and kissed his way gently down her stomach as she watched.

“You have great breasts, chere,” he purred in between kisses. “Touch ‘em for me. Like you did back at the club.”

He looked up in time to see her give her lip a provocative little bite as she took them in her hands, rhythmically kneading and caressing their weight, her dark pink nipples peeking between her long, slender fingers.

“Mmm, oui, ca c’est bon, just like that.”

He didn’t stop kissing when he reached the lavender garter belt—he kissed across the lace, down onto her lower tummy, and then onto her tiny panties. Her body was all stretched out for him and she was panting harder, beginning to moan when his kisses passed over her hot, passion-engorged slit. He could smell her sweet, salty juices and knew how soaked those panties had to be.

Part of him wanted to tease her, torture her—God knew, he’d felt tortured enough tonight—but he didn’t want to keep them both on the edge forever, and if there was one thing he wanted to do, it was lick her pussy.

He reached for the thin straps at the side of her panties and slid his thumbs underneath. She lifted slightly and he rolled them down, glad she’d thought to put them on over the garter belt. Patiently, he eased them over the lace tops of her stockings, down to her ankles, and over the heels of her shoes.

But he didn’t feast on her right away. First, he pushed her legs wide apart and simply looked at her there. Her sweet little cunt was wide open for him, all slick and pink and ready. The sight nearly made him shiver. He traced one finger down the edge of her pussy’s outer lip. “You look all swollen down here.”

“I feel that way, too,” she said breathily. “Tingly. Heavy. Like my pussy weighs more than usual.”

He grinned up at her. “Say that again.”

She returned a vixen’s smile. “Which part?”

“Just the word ‘pussy.’ I like to hear you say it.”

“Pussy,” she purred for him.

“What a bad girl you are,” he teased her in a scolding tone. He still ran one fingertip up and down her fleshy outer lip.

“A few minutes ago you said I was a good girl.”

“When I’m kneelin’ between your pretty thighs, chere, it means the same thing.”

Jack couldn’t wait another minute before finally tasting her. He dipped his head, spread her legs even farther, and dragged his tongue over her clit, which was equally as swollen as the rest of her cunt. A ragged moan escaped her lips. Then he closed his mouth over the pink nub, sucking it just as he had her nipple a few minutes earlier.

“Unh 
” she moaned above him.

He released her clit and looked up at her. “Hold yourself open for me.”

She bit her lip before doing as he

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