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caressed her other breast as he suckled her nipple, then he switched sides. She wove her fingers through his dark brown hair and found herself drawing him closer to her. He sucked harder and she gasped.
    His hands glided downward, past the lacy garter belt at her waist, to the elastic of her tiny panties.
    He smiled. “You put them on over the garter belt.”
    â€œIs that wrong?” she asked, drawn out of the web of pleasure.
    He kissed her cheek. “No, it’s perfect.”
    Then he pulled the delicate garment down her hips, and she lifted her ass so he could pull it down farther, then slide it off her legs.
    He pressed her knees apart and stared at her intimate folds. She felt her cheeks heat. She loved his admiring gaze, but it made her self-conscious.
    But he stroked her breast again, then his lips found her nipple and she floated away on a sea of sensual abandon.
    His fingers glided down her belly and she tensed when she felt him stroke her folds, then glide along her slick slit. But he moved slowly and she soon found herself relaxing into the delightful sensations.
    As he stroked her, an ache built deep inside that only he could fulfill. She clutched his shirt, needing more from him. But the feel of the smooth silk in her hands reminded her he was still fully clothed, while she was essentially naked.
    She started unbuttoning his shirt, wanting to feel the warm, smooth skin of his broad chest. The heat inside her flared. She wanted to see his erection. To admire his extraordinarily long, thick member.
    But he caught her hands, then raised them to his lips and kissed them. “Not yet, my love.”
    His mouth captured one of her nipples again and sucked, making her moan. Then he kissed lightly down her belly. She was caught up in the mesmerizing pleasure of his lips moving over her skin, but when she felt his fingers stroke her folds, and he pressed her knees wider and leaned in to kiss her down there, she gripped his shoulders and tried to draw him up again.
    â€œNo, I want you to make love to me. If you do that—”
    â€œLiv, you know you can have more than one orgasm. If I give you pleasure now, you’ll still be able to orgasm when we make love. Women have an infinite capacity for pleasure.”
    â€œIt won’t take away from … when we do it?”
    He laughed and kissed her belly button. “Not at all. In fact, I think it will help relax you.”
    She stopped resisting as he spread her knees wide. His face moved lower, then she felt his tongue brush against her intimate flesh and she moaned.
    â€œYou are so sweet, my love. I could taste you all day long.”
    She arched against him and he pressed his tongue deeper inside her. His fingers drew her folds apart and his tongue drifted over her sensitive nub. She gasped at the exquisite pleasure.
    â€œOh, Shock.” The pleasure increased. “Oh, yes.”
    His fingers played over her folds, dipping lightly into her opening as his tongue caressed and cajoled. She ran her fingers through his hair as he lapped at her, her breath quickening as more blissful sensations washed through her. His tongue swept over her clit again and she gasped, Then his fingers stroked her slit in sweeping motions, and she arched, moaning as intense pleasure swept through her like a tidal wave. She rode the crest of pleasure, moaning in ecstasy, her head thrown back.
    It went on and on as he kept licking and stroking her in a never-ending flood of bliss.
    Finally it ended in a slow descent from heaven, and she basked in the delight of his physical closeness.
    He leaned back, a smile on his face. She gazed at him, a smile raising the corners of her own lips.
    â€œI want to see you now. All of you,” she said.
    He stood up, his smile broadening, and he slowly stripped off his suit jacket, then his tie. He unbuttoned his shirt, one button at a time, whereas she would have wanted to tear them off in one jerk. She licked her lips as