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dark head over her breast and licked her nipple
then blew on it, and all the heady sensations collided inside of
her, then burst in a blinding light show behind her eyes. Her
entire body vibrated with her release, and Beau didn't stop. He
kept pressing her until she was a quivering mass of nerve
endings.
     
    When her body settled, Beau kissed her
forehead, then shoved off his shorts and underwear. She heard him
tear open the condom, then he spread her legs and positioned
himself at her center.
     
    "Wrap your legs around me, baby," he
instructed in a passion choked voice, then eased down on top of her
to rest on his elbows. Dazed and sated, she did as he asked then he
slid inside of her a little. He was rock hard and huge, and Jazzie
grabbed his upper arms and swallowed down the momentary fear that
clutched her. When he pushed a little farther inside, the
unfamiliar stretching sensation made her back up a little, and she
looked up into his eyes. Tension pinched his face, and told her he
was having a hard time holding back.
     
    Closing his eyes, Beau swallowed hard then
said in a pained voice, "You're so tight, darlin', I don't want to
hurt you."
     
    Jazzie knew it was going to hurt at first
anyway, so she lifted herself toward him, and with a groan, he
pushed forward, then stopped. A tremor passed through his body,
then he looked down at her with shocked green eyes, his face white.
"Don't tell me...please," his voice was tortured, regretful, and
she flinched.
     
    "Unbelievable, huh?" she said with derision.
"Four older, over-protective brothers..." she told him, as if that
explained it all.
     
    Beau put his forehead to hers and grunted,
then his body tensed and he started to pull out. She slid down on
the bed to stay with him, and begged, "No! I want this, please,
Beau..."
     
    "You should have told me, Jazzie..." Beau
told her with hurt and irritation in his voice.
     
    She snorted, and said sarcastically, "Oh,
yeah--by the way, Beau, I'm a twenty-seven year old virgin--you
wanna have sex with the old maid and put her out of her
misery?"
     
    Beau was silent for a moment and his face
flushed, then he said, "What I can't figure out is how someone as
beautiful and passionate as you is still a virgin at twenty-seven.
You are not an old maid, baby...I would have gone slower if
I'd known."
     
    "Stop being a gentleman, Beau...I know
that's difficult for you, but just do it. I want this, and I want
it with you," she told him fiercely, then softened her tone and
said, "Please, Beau...I need you."
     
    In a long drawn out groan, Beau sighed then
said, "Aaah, god, Jazzie...I don't want to hurt you."
     
    "It's gonna hurt-- just do it !" she
told him forcefully then slid downward on him and moved her
hips.
     
    Beau leaned down to kiss her gently, then
teased her lips open, before he put his tongue in her mouth and
kissed her deeply for a long time. Slow languorous waves of desire
built inside her again and he rotated himself against her. She felt
the throbbing start at her center again, and all the moisture in
her body flowed downward. With a mewl, she rubbed herself against
him and circled her hips in tandem with his, and dug her
fingernails into his shoulders.
     
    Sliding his hands under her butt, Beau
lifted her up and moved a little deeper inside of her and the
stretching she'd felt before increased, but this time it felt
wonderful and she moaned.
     
    Immediately he pulled back and said, "Am I
hurting you?"
     
    " NO !" she said breathlessly, then
begged, "Please don't stop..." She wouldn't let him stop, that
glorious feeling right before she'd come awhile ago, was back
again, ten fold.
     
    Lifting her hips a little higher, Beau
hesitantly pushed an inch deeper inside of her, and she could feel
his eyes burning into her, watching her reaction. Jazzie's hands
dropped to clutch the bedding, and she tossed her head to the side,
she needed relief from this burning ache, now . "Do
it-- please , Beau...I need..."
     
    Beau