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inspection. He’d always loved
the strangely soft black hair that surrounded her sex, would never have asked
her to shave, but he couldn’t deny that seeing her completely bare was
shockingly erotic.
    The lips of her pussy were dark pink, swollen and plump like
some exotic fruit past ready for the plucking. Her cunt was already dripping,
the evidence of her desire running down her thighs. Her well was filled with
clear, milky fluid and Aidan couldn’t resist dipping his tongue inside, tasting
the most intimate flavor of this woman who had always affected him unlike any
other.
    “Aidan, stop. God, I hate to say it, but you’ve got to stop.”
She pushed at his hands, and wriggled her hips free of his grip.
    Her struggles only made him hold her tighter. There was no
way she was going to convince him to stop now, not when the bud of her clit
strained toward his mouth, practically begging him to lick, suckle and bite. He
was going to make her come—hard, screaming and digging her nails into his skin.
    Then they could talk about what she wanted to happen next.
    “Aidan, I mean it.”
    “Stop moving,” he ordered, then he opened his mouth and
captured her clit. Immediately he began to suck her, pulling with deep, firm
suction even as his tongue stabbed in and out of her entry. She cried out and
churned her legs on either side of his head, but he subdued her easily, forcing
her legs to open even wider as he pinned her knees to the bed.
    “If you make me come like this, you’re going to have to pay
the price,” she panted, still twisting beneath him, though he could feel her
resolve starting to weaken. She wasn’t fighting nearly as hard and had even
started to buck into his mouth with shallow little thrusts of her hips.
    “Whatever you say, Omi Yami,” he said, intensifying his
efforts,
    “Oni Yuri,” she said, arching her back with such force that
her kimono gaped open.
    Aidan rolled his eyes up to see her tight, dusky nipples
reaching toward the ceiling, see her hands fisted in the red fabric at her
sides, and knew it wouldn’t be much longer. He moaned his appreciation for her
abandon against her clit, increased the speed of his thrusts into her cunt, and
let one finger slide up to tease the puckered ring of her ass. She cried out as
he breached her rear entry with his middle finger, but he barely had time to
thrust once, twice, inside her before she was coming—with indescribable
magnificence.
    “Yes, baby, yes,” Aidan mumbled against her pussy, lapping
at the cream that flowed from her body. He could actually see her inner petals
trembling as she found release, feel the violent contraction of her inner walls
against the finger buried deep inside her.
    “Aidan, god,” she moaned, blood red nails raking down his
shoulders with enough force to draw real blood.
    Aidan groaned as the stinging grooves filled with warm
fluid, shocked to find that the pain turned him on even more. After being this
close to her, tasting her, watching her come, he was already a wreck. He couldn’t
ever remember being this hard. Every inch of him ached to be inside her with a
ferocity that almost scared him. Add the strange eroticism of her scratch marks
on his shoulders and he was done for.
    He ripped at the close of his pants, fumbling with the
button fly as he struggled to free his cock. He needed to be inside her ten
minutes ago and his hands actually trembled as he pulled himself through the
opening in his boxer briefs and prepared to guide his aching length into the
sweet heat of her pussy. She was still coming down from her first orgasm and he
knew once he was inside her, he could easily take her to those same heights
again.
    “I want to feel you come again, on my cock,” he mumbled
against her lips as he lengthened over her, already parting her slick folds and
positioning the head of his erection at her entrance.
    “Not so fast, my friend,” she panted against his lips as her
fingers reached down and captured his cock