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But,’” he said.
    “What do you do?” The game sounded rather self-explanatory, but she was stalling for time.
    “You get naked and we can do everything but have sex. No penetration. Just foolin’ around.” He sat on the bed next to her and reached behind her to unfasten her bra. “No harm in that, is there?”
    He smelled so good, his skin felt so good against hers that she hardly noticed her better judgment melting away, seduced by his words. He was right. They were already both naked and if they weren’t going to have sex, why not play around a little bit?
    She lay back and allowed his hands to wander. He caressed her thighs with the palm of his hand, then travelled up her stomach to fondle her breast, whispering, “You’re so beautiful.”
    Her breath caught in her throat and she rasped, “So are you.”
    After kneading her breast, his mouth enveloped its center and his tongue toyed with her nipple, sending a jolt of bliss through her veins.
    She clutched him to her, embracing his attentions and praying they would continue for a long, long time. The broad expanse of his back and shoulders dwarfed her, and she loved how he made her feel small, more feminine.
    The urgent nudging of his cock against her hip disclosed his need for her. Wanting more, she raised her hips, trying to mold her skin to his.
    “Now, that’s a bad girl,” he teased.
    Normally she would have blushed, but Carmen was far beyond caring about propriety. She pulled him to her for a heated kiss, then said, “I don’t care.”
    “Oh, okay. I see how it is.” He bent his lips to hers and tasted her. His tongue moved with hers, each rolling over the other in a sensuous dance of passion.
    He reached between her legs, stroking first her inner thigh, then moving deliciously closer to her core. Slowly, he traced her outer lips with his fingers, causing her to thrust her pelvis upward, betraying her wanton desires.
    After much teasing, he finally dipped a finger inside her aching channel. She squirmed underneath him, a slight moan escaping her throat. He worked her pussy until it was drenched with wanting, needing to be filled.
    He began tracing tiny little circles over her engorged clit.
    “Oh, my God!” she shrieked, about to come.
    He rolled away from her and ordered her in a hoarse voice, “Climb on top of me.”
    Usually Carmen was self-conscious about being on top; she didn’t like giving her partner a full view of her ample figure. But Natron made her feel safe somehow. He could have any woman he wanted and it boosted her confidence that he wanted her.
    She sat atop him, emboldened by the lust he’d inspired in her. Leaning over to kiss him, she ground her pelvis against his steel rod, which only served to increase the wetness at her core.
    He brushed his lips over her erect nipples and she cried out in ecstasy, desire threatening to overtake her. Watching him suckle her, she was overcome by the beautiful contrast of his dark skin against her milky flesh. With a wanton disregard for the rules of the game, Carmen tilted back and forth until her opening hovered just over the head of his cock.
    “Ah, ah, ah,” he chided. “Everything but.” He took her wrists and held them firmly.
    She groaned. All this teasing was driving her insane; she wanted him inside her.
    He lifted his pelvis so his cock rubbed against her swollen clit and then down to her throbbing pussy.
    “That’s not fair,” she whimpered.
    “Didn’t say it was fair, but that’s the game. The game you agreed to play.” His eyes locked with hers and she saw her own lust and frustration mirrored in his eyes.
    It wasn’t much of a battle. Her brain told her to hold off, enjoy the foreplay… but her pussy had other ideas. Pulsing with a heartbeat all its own, her nether regions took charge, and her intrepid lust won the day. In a defiant move, she uncharacteristically challenged him. Though he held her arms, she shifted her crotch and impaled herself onto him.
    Relief