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bare chested and giving in the magnetic attraction between us. His hands are on my breasts again and put my hands on his hands, loving the feel of his large hands on me.  I moan out his name and Bentley’s mouth latches on to mine again. Even his kisses are in a whole different level than what I’ve experienced before. He sucks on my tongue, and pinches my nipples, making me cry out.
    “Greedy girl,” he moans, taking his mouth from mine. “Can I kiss these?”
    I look down at his hands on my breasts, and give a quick nod. I would give anything to feel his mouth on me right now.
    His head dips down his tongue sneaks across my skin. I moan, long and loud at the contact of his warm mouth against my nipple. His tongue flicks back and forth, and then his teeth graze the tender button.
    Gah!
    He knows how to work his mouth, that is for damn sure.
    My panties are soaking wet, and it feels so much better than I ever knew it could. But soon even that isn’t enough and I need more, and judging by the straining hard on I can see Bentley agrees.  I push against Bentley and in that moment we are separated I can feel the chill bit at my exposed skin.  But I quickly bend down and pull on Bentley’s pants, making it clear what I intend.  The former look of disappointment on his face is quickly replaced by anticipation and eagerness as I remove his pants.
    I’m fighting with his belt, wondering how in the hell this thing is fastened, hoping I don’t look like an idiot.
    “Let me help you, sweetheart.” Bentley’s hands drop to mine, and he takes over.
    No words were needed to explain what I wanted but Bentley knew exactly what was coming his way and he eased the way.  It’s just another thing to like about him. Within seconds his pants and underwear are long gone from his body and he leans back on his elbows on the floor, allowing me to have my first look.
    His body is a work of art, sculpted smooth muscles, still lightly tanned from last summer. My eyes wander along his tight abs, and muscular chest… down to his… Holy shit!
    That is one massive cock.
    My mouth drops open, and Bentley’s fist closes around it, and he strokes himself up and down.
    “It’ll fit. I promise.”
    My eyes flash on his, and I expect his cocky smile to be firmly in place, but instead I find a serious and thoughtful look on his face.
    I swallow down a wave of nerves, my brain struggling to produce words.
    “We don’t have to fuck, Sierra.” His hand stops stroking, and I mourn its loss.
    I crawl up on top of his body and gave him a harsh kiss, slightly biting him in the process before making my way down his body.  “I could try,” I say, forcing some confidence into my voice.
    “Yeah, but we don’t have to. Whatever you want, okay?”
    Appreciating his thoughtful side, I decide to give him some attention. Slowly I venture from his lips to his neck, down to his collarbone, finding his Adam’s apple and then migrating down his sternum.  Every once in a while I would nip and bite, alternating between the pleasure of kissing and the pain of biting.  The way Bentley reacted I could tell he was enjoying it. He made low grunts and exhales from time to time. Eventually I made my way down his chest and across his belly button before reaching the surprisingly soft hair of his groin.  That is when I stopped and pulled back to behold the cock of so many rumors, and intimation rushed through me again.
    I had to admit it was every bit as impressive as I had been lead to believe.  It was long and large.  I licked my lips at the prospects of wrapping my mouth around the beast. 
    Bentley was getting frustrated as his hips started to buck at his impatience.  I smirked at him and I could swear he was sending my daggers with his eyes, but the pleasure he had felt thus far made it hard for him to stay mad.
    “Open up your mouth for me, princess. Let me show you how I like it.”
    Without further delay I brought myself face to cock with Bentley’s