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can take me.”

“Oh,” she said, the light of understanding dawning in her gaze. She tilted her head, looking intrigued by the concept. Still, she cast a glance of doubt to the toys in his arms. “So these things actually feel good, huh?”

He grinned at her naïveté. “So I’ve heard.”

“I’ve just never really understood why women would use them if they already have a perfectly good lover.”

“Well, not being a woman, I can’t call myself an expert, but I’m guessing there are lots of reasons. Like that I can’t make my cock vibrate like one of these,” he said on a chuckle. “And like sometimes a guy needs to take a little break if he doesn’t want to come yet, and one of these can keep you happy in the meantime. And like sometimes a guy’s cock is just too damn big for his girl’s hot, tight little pussy.” He concluded with a wink and loved watching the fire rise in her eyes.

A few minutes later, they were walking back down Duval Street, bag in hand. When they passed the strip club on Duval, a hawker out front said, “Come on in, guy. Don’t worry, honey, it’s not just for your boyfriend here. Girls like to look, too.”

“Not tonight, thanks,” Chris said easily as they passed, and he noticed Carrie’s eyes rising to the building’s second level where he knew slightly opened shutters always allowed passersby to catch a glimpse of the girl nearest to the window.

He squeezed her hand tighter, remembering she didn’t have on panties, and recalling why—how he’d ripped them off in a fit of passion, how hard his dick had been for her then and was again now, how sweet the hot honey between her legs had tasted.

He couldn’t believe he’d come on her like that, but damn, to hear a girl who’d been so shy in the beginning start talking about her pussy and his cock—it had pushed him too far. Of course, the feel of her super-tight little passage had helped. He hadn’t gotten much of his cock inside, but the portion that had entered her had been hugged ultra-close in a snug little tunnel of pleasure. She wasn’t the first woman who’d had a little trouble taking him the first time, but she was definitely the tightest he’d ever been with, a thought which stiffened his dick a little more.

And filled him with an urge that couldn’t wait another step.

Without warning, he dragged her off the sidewalk into a breezeway that led to some jewelry cabanas and a small art gallery, which were all closed for the night. Wrapping himself around her, he pressed his hungry mouth down on her silky lips, kissing her firm and hard, letting his tongue invade her. He squeezed her ass in his palms through her skirt, then reached beneath, kneading her bare cheeks. She kissed him back just as voraciously and he got lost in the sensations, sinking his fingers down, down, until he was stroking her cunt from behind. So wet for him, still. So wet he was surprised she wasn’t dripping. It made him release a short growl as he eased his middle finger into her, pushing it up, up, until she was moving against his rigid erection.

Damn, like earlier, he’d just meant to kiss her, just meant to tease her a little, but already, he wanted to fuck her, right here and now. The only thing that kept him from it was the bag he’d dropped on the ground in their little frenzy of passion. It contained the keys to setting her free, to letting them have sex anywhere they wanted. Regretfully, he pulled away from her. They were both panting.

“Sorry, angel,” he breathed. “I just didn’t think I could wait ‘til the hotel.”

“Then let’s hurry.”

* * * * *

Chris lay on the bed in her hotel room, naked, watching her feast her eyes on his fully grown cock. “Like what you see?” he teased.

“Love what I see. Just wish I could get it in my pussy.”

He shook his head. “Don’t worry. Not a problem. Trust me.”

His focus changed when she approached the foot of the bed in her bra and skirt. She pointed at the pieces of apparel. “Which one should go first?”

“Let me see your pretty breasts.”

She reached behind her back and a moment later was drawing the sexy white lace away from her body. “Mmm, angel, so nice.” He could scarcely remember when he’d seen a lovelier pair. Large and round, he knew he couldn’t even begin to contain the mounds in his hands. Her nipples stood atop them like hard pink beads. They’d felt so hot on his tongue earlier—he couldn’t wait to get his mouth on them again. “Now the skirt,” he instructed.

Licking her luscious upper lip, she lowered the side zipper and eased the skirt down, revealing her sweet slit. Thin, pale brown hair curled toward it, seeming to frame it. Her clit and inner pussy lips jutted out slightly, the perfect little teases for the treasures he knew lay hidden inside.

“One guy since high school, huh?”

She nodded, kicking the skirt off, making her breasts—now highlighted by subtle tan lines—jiggle slightly. “Yep.”

“And you waited this long to marry him?”

She shrugged. “Waiting just became sort of a habit with us. First it was waiting until we were out of college. After that, it was waiting until our careers were established—in my case, until my bookstore took off. We only decided to get married a couple of months ago, and the truth is, I’d been hinting. And now I have to wonder if I coerced him into something he didn’t really want to do.”

“Are you heartbroken?”

She lifted one knee to the bed and tilted her head, letting her eyes glimmer as the hint of a smile formed on her face. “If you’re asking me if this is a rebound thing, no. Although I suppose I’ve only been realizing since arriving down here how much I really don’t miss

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