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She ran her hands over his broad
shoulders and onto his back. Bunching the material of his t-shirt in her hands,
she yanked it up. He let her nipple go with a quiet pop and reached behind his
neck to pull off his shirt.
    Brisa ran her gaze over his well-defined chest and abs. She
then focused on the Egyptian-styled tattoo over his heart. She didn’t get to
look at it too closely before Darius reclaimed her mouth for a breath-stealing
kiss. She promised herself she’d check it out later.
    He ran caressing strokes down her side and across her
stomach, leaving goose bumps in his wake. Going lower, his fingers deftly undid
the button and zipper on her jeans before he shoved a hand inside. It cupped
her pussy, the heel of it pressing against her pubic bone.
    Darius released her mouth and trailed kisses to her ear. He
whispered, “I can feel how wet you are through your panties.”
    Brisa ran her hands up and down his muscular back. “Then
what are you going to do about it?” she asked with a breathy moan as his finger
brushed against her clit.
    He gave a husky chuckle. “I know exactly what I want to do.”
    Darius tugged at her pants until he had them down her legs
and off. Left only in her panties, Brisa felt her pussy clench with
anticipation as he ran a finger just under the waistband. He teased her for a
bit longer before he took them off as well.
    She tried to pull him on top of her, but he resisted and
shifted farther down the chaise. He licked the underside of her breast, then
worked his way lower on her body, kissing and licking as he went. As his tongue
circled her bellybutton, dipping inside, her stomach quivered.
    His fingers delved between her legs while he nuzzled her
belly. The digits trailed in the dampness found there before one pushed inside
her pussy. Darius pumped it in and out, his thumb brushing her clit as he did
so. Brisa opened her legs wider, her body coiling tighter.
    A second joined the first, and Brisa could no longer keep
her hips still. She rode Darius’ fingers, squeezing around the plunging digits,
matching his strokes. At the rate her arousal built, it wouldn’t take much for
her to come.
    As if he’d sensed how close she was to reaching release,
Darius pulled out of her pussy. Brisa whimpered at the loss, but soon found
herself gasping his name when he wedged his shoulders between her thighs and
took her with his mouth.
    He lapped at the wetness, circling her clit with his tongue
as he went. He cupped her bottom in his hands and angled her hips up. He licked
and sucked, driving her orgasm ever closer. Brisa shoved her fingers into his
hair, holding him to her as she rocked against his mouth.
    “Yes,” she panted. “Just like that. A little more.”
    Then she was moaning, riding the waves of pleasure that shot
through her as her climax took her over. Her pussy rhythmically clenched in
release. Once it was over, Brisa relaxed against the couch, trying to catch her
breath. She had to give Darius an A-plus for his oral-sex skills. He knew his
way around a woman’s anatomy.
    Darius shifted up her body. Brisa watched as he licked his
lips clean of her juices, seeming to savor the taste of her. She felt a jolt of
desire shoot through her. Feeling his hard cock pressed against her thigh, she
pushed on his shoulder to get him to change places so she was on top.
    She smiled down at him once he’d complied. “I get to play
now.”
    Brisa undid Darius’ jeans and yanked them past his hips. He
lifted them from the couch to help when she dragged the pants farther down his
legs and off. She tossed them to the floor without looking, her gaze centered
on what she’d revealed.
    It appeared that Darius was the type of man who shunned
underwear. He’d been commando under his pants. His cock was out in the open,
jutting up from his body. A shiver of longing ran down her spine. He was
perfectly thick and long. She’d never slept with a man quite as large as
Darius. Brisa couldn’t wait to have that