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sweetest offering nature can provide. I suck at one breast through the lace and then the other until her nipples are diamond-hard peaks.
    “Ohhh,” she says, “that feels good."
    “Only good?” I mock growl. “Is that some kind of challenge? Because if so, I accept.”
    I reach behind her and undo the clasp of her bra. She watches me with careful eyes as I unwrap my new present. Her tits bounce playfully as they escape their lace bindings, celebrating their freedom. I dive right in, latching onto one tit and thumbing the other. Like I thought, the taste of her bare flesh is like a drug. I’m never going to have enough of her.
    I slide down her body, kissing a line from the valley of her breasts down to her belly button. Her waistband is a reminder of all the clothes between us.
    “These need to come off.” I tug at her shorts.
    “Yes. Yes,” she pants. Together we unsnap, unzip, and push her shorts off her legs until all she has on is a pair of lace panties, the same color as her bra.
    An unhappy thought occurs to me. “Did you wear these for Bill?”
    She looks up, surprised. “My underwear? No, I just like nice stuff. Bill doesn’t really care about this. He’s too busy—” She breaks off.
    “Getting his own rocks off,” I guess.
    She shrugs unhappily. “We didn’t have the best sex life.”
    I cover her mouth with my hand. “Only rule I have is that you can’t talk about sex and another man with me. Got it?”
    She purses her lips to hide a smile. “Got it.”
    “Good, now lie back because if I don’t get my mouth on your pussy in the next second, I’m going to explode.”
    “You don’t have to.” She tugs on my hair.
    “I know I don’t, but I want to. And, Caroline, your panties are soaking wet, so don’t tell me you haven’t been thinking and fantasizing about my head between your legs.”
    She turns cherry red. “I, ah, I, I know guys don’t like doing it though.”
    “That’s it,” I declare, and turn her over so she’s ass up. Sweet little ass, I think, and then slap her hard.
    She yelps. “What’s that for?”
    “You broke rule number one, baby.” I rub a hand over her ass to soothe the sting. “Jesus, your ass is fine. These panties need to come off so I can see your pussy. I bet your pussy is prettier than a flower.”
    “I don’t think—”
    My hand comes down immediately.
    “I didn’t break rule number one,” she pouts.
    “New rule, Caroline. No talking bad about your body.” I pull her panties down and then lift the soaked fabric to my nose. I take a big breath, and nearly come in my pants. She smells like fucking nectar of the gods.
    “Ass up, baby.” I tuck her knees closer to her chest, and then shoulder her legs apart so I can get a good look at her cunt.
    Her lips are swollen and the little clit is puffed out like a berry. “You look delicious. Can’t wait to see what you taste like.”
    I’d like to be able to take my time, lick her really leisurely until she comes about five times and is so weak she can’t hold herself up, but I’m too jacked up.
    This first time I’m going to devour her. I attack her pussy like I’m a starving man at his first buffet.
    “Damn,” I groan after I take my first lick. “I’m going to need this every morning and about three times during the day and a half-dozen times before bedtime.”
    She might have said something, but the blood is roaring so loudly in my ears, all I can hear is the thud of my heartbeat. On my tongue and sliding down my throat is the tastiest damn juice I’ve ever had the pleasure of imbibing.
    I lick her from her cunt to her clit to the tiny puckered opening between her ass cheeks. She shudders and tries to pull away, but I clamp my hands on her hips and drag her back. With both hands, I hold her against my marauding mouth so I can suck and lick her tender, swollen skin until her thighs shake like jelly next to my cheeks.
    Her moans turn to pants, which turn to pleas for me to never stop.