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the front of his shirt tightly in her fist as he gently moved his hands to cup her face. He whispered in her ear “Annie, you are so beautiful. Let’s go inside.” through the gentle kisses caressing her face.
     

Chapter 8
    The minute Tommy closed the door behind them, they were intertwined. His big hands reaching for her waist, he pulled her toward him and she arched her back a little, enjoying the feeling on her skin. Her hands raced over his chest and upper arms, feeling the rippled muscles beneath the silk of his shirt. Their eyes met and Annie felt little shivers run up her spine as his dark eyes seemed to uncover her soul.
    “This - this is okay, right? I don’t want to do something you don’t want to do.” he asked. His breath came in gasps, and she could feel his hardness through his jeans.
    She pressed her hips against him, her own breath gasping. “God, yes.”
    His lopsided smile spread across his face, and he leaned down and placed his arm behind her knees and lifted her up. He kissed her forehead and carried her to the bedroom. She could smell his musky cologne and feel his heart thumping as she placed her head on his chest.
    He gently placed her across the bed and kneeled down to the side of it between her legs. He reached forward and fumbled with the buttons on her blouse, tilting his head to kiss her tummy as each button was released.
    Her blouse fell open as he undid the last button. His hands moved over her breasts, his fingers massaging the smooth mounds under her lacy bra. Her nipples stiffened to hard little points beneath his fingertips. She shivered, pressing her breasts against his hands. His mouth followed her, kissing its way in slow sensuous movements down her tummy to the soft skin just above the button on her jeans. As he took in the intoxicating smell of a woman, he reached over and unfastened her jeans, slowly lowering the zipper, kissing every inch of her as he slid them down her legs.
    Electricity ran through her veins with his every touch. She was on fire for this man.
    He looked at her partially naked body inhaling her sensuality with every breath. She was beautiful. Her long brown hair framed her face, her red lips in a perfect pout, the specks in her bright blue eyes twinkling, her breath heavy, as she looked at him, waiting, wanting.
    She lay on the bed in her white lace bra; her breasts perfectly filling the demi cups. Her matching panties hardly covering her bare mound. They were soaking wet and she could feel her body tremble at the thought of his tongue on the rest of her body. As he took in the sight of her, the girl he adored since childhood, he nervously stuttered “A-a-are you sure, Annie?”
    She nodded, her eyes hooded underneath the lids and her breathing heavy as he stood up and took off his shirt. He wanted to rip his clothes off and devour her, but he knew he had to make this last. She watched him remove his shirt and jeans, his huge manhood jumped through the thin fabric of his boxers.
    Her body ached, ready to be taken by this gorgeous man. She watched him, taking in his every move as he tossed his clothes aside and knelt on the floor, right between her legs. His hands caressed her thighs, moving up to her hips and then her back, tilting her up to unhook her bra. Her perky breasts bounced as they were set free from their lacy confines.
    He caressed each breast with his hands, rolling her nipples ever so gently. They pebbled at his touch and Annie could feel her sex tingling and begging for release as his hands slid in seductive circles over her chest, running the backs of his fingers over her nipples.
    Tommy looked up, smiling, she was as perfect as he had imagined. “God, you’re beautiful, Annie.” She squirmed as he slid his fingers inside the lace and lowered her panties. His face right between her thighs. He kissed her silky flesh and gently spread her legs, his finger delicately slipping between her moist labia, his thumb brushing up against her swollen