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especially when he licked the skin lightly with the tip of his tongue. She wove her fingers
into his thick hair, holding his head in place, moaning when his lips closed over one taut
nipple and tugged it into the heat of his mouth. She could feel the pull clear through her
body to her pussy, all her muscles clenching in response.
As he moved his head to her other breast, his big hands found the button and zipper
on her skirt and made quick work of them. Amy barely had time to register the fact that
his hands were still trembling, she hoped as much from passion as from nerves. Then her
skirt pooled at her feet, leaving her only in her thong. He cupped the cheeks of her ass,
squeezing gently as he continued to suck her nipples.
She could barely stand when he lifted his head, took a step back and ripped open the
snaps on his shirt. His chest gleamed in the lamplight, copper skin over washboard abs
with just a bare sprinkling of hair. His muscles rippled as his arms moved, unzipping his
jeans and sliding them down along with his boxer briefs. The most impressive erection
she d ever seen sprang free, hard and thick and pointing straight at her, the head already
a dark plum.
 Damn boots, Buck cursed, managing to sit on the edge of the bed to pull them off.
Then his clothes fell into the pile with hers and he tumbled her down to the bed with
him. His skin was hot next to hers, his hands igniting flames on her body wherever they
danced over her. He managed to maneuver them on the bed so they were stretched full
length, and the awkwardness of it again reinforced her belief that this wasn t just an
everyday thing with him.
Then her brain shut down not thinking as his hands worked magic on her body.
Every place his fingers touched breasts, nipples, arms, navel nerves fired and shivers
skated over her. His mouth was hot on hers, his tongue thrusting and demanding. His
muscular thigh pushed her legs apart, allowing his hand to cup her pussy. Her inner
muscles clenched hard as his clever fingers manipulated her clit, brushing and
pinching and tugging, before he slipped two of them into her wet, waiting channel.
Amy moaned and bit down on his lower lip as he found her sweet spot and dragged a
fingertip over it again and again. She rocked her hips, trying to increase both the
penetration and the pressure, but Buck kept his touch light and teasing. The hot, hard
length of his cock seared her skin where it touched her thigh, and Lord, how she wanted
him inside her.
When he withdrew his hand, she whimpered in protest, but in the next moment he
changed their positions again. Now he lay flat on his back, his head resting on a pillow,
and he d positioned her so she was straddling his chest. He used his thumbs to open the
lips of her cunt, staring at it hungrily before dragging her just a little closer.
 Hold on to the headboard, sugar. His voice was thick with lust.  And hold on tight.
I m taking you on the trip of your life.
She barely had time to grip the top edge of the wood before his tongue flicked over her
clit and lightning bolted through her. Again he teased, swirling his tongue around her
swollen nub, lapping lightly at the flesh surrounding it, tracing the line of her slit top to
bottom and back again. He sucked, he nibbled, he lapped until she was sure she d go
crazy with lust.
 Oh, please, she begged.  Please, please, please. Over and over again like a litany.
 Mmm, was his only answer as his busy tongue lit every nerve of her sensitive pussy.
 Oh, God, she groaned, gritting her teeth when he dug his fingers into the flesh of her
hips and his tongue finally finally stabbed inside her. Pushing down as hard as she
could, she rode the slippery spear of flesh, crying out with pleasure as her entire body
responded to him.
He drove her mercilessly, taking her just to the edge before pulling her back again, his
tongue retreating from her hot, slick flesh only to begin the teasing all over again. His
wicked tongue drove her to erotic places she d never been before until she begged for
release. When she was sure she couldn t survive one more second, he thrust his tongue
inside her again, moved one hand so he could inch her clit between thumb and forefinger
and pushed her over the edge.
He held her in place while the shudders racked her body and she rode and rode and
rode that skillful tongue. At last she collapsed forward, her breasts on his forehead, her
lungs screaming for air. Her heart pounded so furiously she was sure he could hear it.
He stroked and caressed her body, soothing her, murmuring to her. When the
trembling subsided, he kissed each of her breasts and then reached up to tug her head
down to his. His mouth was soothing as much as it was demanding, and she tasted
herself on his tongue.
 Good ride, baby? His lips curved in a smile.
 Good hardly describes it. Her words came out almost as a whisper.
Buck lifted her and rolled her to the side so she was again lying next to him.  Rest a
minute. Take it easy. I have so much more I want to do to you. With you.
But even in her spent state, she wanted to touch his body this time. To stroke him as he
had done to her. As she lifted her face to him, brushing her lips over his in the gentlest of
kisses, she trailed her hand along the line of his hip, feeling the solid muscle beneath the
skin. Almost casually, she let her hand drift down to where the solid length of his cock
impressed itself on her. She wrapped her fingers around it and stroked it slowly up and
down, reveling in the steel hardness of it beneath the soft skin.
His groan rumbled up from his chest, a deep, masculine sound that vibrated through
her body. She kissed a path down to his navel, pausing to swirl her tongue in the furled
flesh before reaching the thick nest of curls surrounding his cock. She tugged on the wiry
hair with her teeth before turning her attention to the velvety head of his shaft. It was
dark, plum-colored, and a tiny bead of fluid sat temptingly at the slit. With a slow sweep
of her tongue, she licked away its salty goodness and then took him in her mouth.
 Oh, Jesus. Buck threaded one hand through her hair and wound it around his
fingers, holding her head in place.  Your mouth. It s so hot and sweet.
The more deeply she took him into her throat, the more intense his sounds of pleasure,
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