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I grunted. I didn’t care. I’d buy her a new one.

“It’s too big to do that. That’s not comfortable. Help me take it off.” That was a much better plan. She was a smart woman.

I reached around her and unhooked the garment, while at practically the same time, she was whipping it away from her chest and off her arms.

I reclaimed her breasts with my hands and my mouth with a growl. She was soft but her nipple was firm. She was perfection, warm and sweet.

I could have stayed where we were, making love to her breasts for hours. But the rest of my body raged to touch her. I needed to feel the smooth skin of her legs entwined with mine. I needed her silky thighs tight around my hips.

Leaving my mouth on her breast to suck and lick, I ran my hands down the slope of her smooth back and slid my fingers under the band of the sweats. The pants followed, and once over her round hips, they pooled to the floor.

Nova kicked out of them and began backing up as I moved us to the bed. She gasped and fell back when her legs hit the bed. While she pushed herself back and onto the bed, I ditched the rest of my clothes and joined her.

She let out a soft, sexy sigh as I slid up next to her. I let my hand smooth over her middle and over a breast before capturing her chin and holding her for a kiss.

I devoured her mouth like the starving man that I was. She was the very sustenance I needed to survive. How had I managed these long days not touching her, pretending that I didn’t need her?

Her fingers tickled as they danced over my shoulders and along my back.

I fell back and grabbed her wrist, pressing her palm to my chest. “Touch me,” I demanded.

“I can do that,” she purred. She shifted onto one arm, propping her hot breast against my arm. She skimmed her hand down my ribs and up my abs. She toyed with first one nipple and then the other. Each flick sparked a shudder of nerves that shot straight to my cock. My balls were tight with need.

“Lower,” I moaned.

She teased over my abs, running her finger around my belly button and then trailing her fingers back and forth through the hair on my body.

“You mean like this?” She slid her fingers around the base of my shaft.

There was no thought, no ability to speak. I let my head fall back on the pillow and reveled in her touch. Her fingers teased my cock, tickling along the underside, sliding around the precum at my tip.

I groped around in the dark trying to find where she had shifted her body. I wanted to touch her. I wanted her skin under my fingers. And I wanted my fingers buried deep inside her.

The darkness of the room heightened the sensations. I would have liked to have seen her more clearly, but there was something thrilling about having to find her in the darkness.

Her softness brushed over my legs as she straddled me. Her body against mine left me dumb. I couldn’t think of what she was doing when I felt the press of breasts against my thighs. And then there was heat, and warmth, and dear Lord, her mouth around my cock was bliss.

I arched off the bed as her tongue did magic things, and she sucked on me, pulling me into her with drawing suction.

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NOVA

Bryan was hot and salty and filled my mouth. I needed his hands on my skin, and I wanted him deep inside me. I let his cock slide out past my lips, flicking my tongue over him one last time before I crawled onto my knees.

“Damn it, Nova. Your mouth is as good as it looks.” Bryan was breathless, and his chest heaved as he spoke.

I loved having this kind of power over him. The last time we messed around, I was the one who couldn’t string two words together. He had played my body like he had that guitar. But this was my turn to show off.

I crawled up his body, brushing my breasts over his hard length until my center was at his hips. I braced against his chest as I shifted, and then I reached between us, grabbing his cock and placing it right at my entrance.

I slid onto him like he was made for me. I let out a sigh that was more of a moan as I enjoyed how he stretched me. His fingers bit into my hips as he held onto me when I started rocking and lifting up and down.

We found a rhythm, me rolling my hips, Bryan thrusting up and in. The sensations that took hold of my body were magical, indescribable. Everything felt as wonderful as it possibly could, yet I needed more. The pace we set was driving me over the edge. I could feel the orgasm building. I wanted it breaking through my body immediately, yet I still wanted this moment, these sensations to last forever.

I ground my hips harder against Bryan’s and he bucked with an increased speed.

“Yes! Yes!” I cried out as my body felt ignited with fire and spasms. I tried to ride out my orgasm, like some kind of twitchy surfer taking on a giant wave, but I couldn’t function.

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