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probably her pants, were damp.
    Jed led her through the house, up the stairs, and into his bedroom. She barely registered that it was tastefully decorated, in a minimalist style, with white bed sheets and fluffy pillows. It was lit by a couple of small lamps, leaving it appealingly dim, and bathed in a greenish glow. Holding both her hands, Jed walked her back to the bed. As the backs of her calves made contact with wood, she sat down, and allowed herself to fall backwards, so she was lying flat. For a moment, Jed stood and gazed down at her, his eyes dark with desire, before joining her on the bed. He lifted her shirt up, raising it over her belly and her breasts, before pulling it over her head and casting it aside. He ran his hand over her taut stomach muscles, a finger dipping into her sensitive belly button. Unfastening the button of her tight black pants, he eased the zipper down. She lifted her hips for him, and he pulled her pants down, sliding them off and casting them aside too. Crouched over her, he feasted his eyes on her body, murmuring appreciation of her matching underwear. She tingled all over with anticipation. This was the undressing she’d always fantasized about, but never experienced before. She sat up and unbuttoned the pale-blue shirt he was wearing. His chest was broad, with well-developed pecs, and deeply tanned with a light scattering of blond hair. She had a sudden urge to bite his flat brown nipples. Instead, she lay back, and he reached behind her to unclasp her bra. He removed it slowly, reverently. She thought he was going to kiss her breasts again, but instead, he took hold of the sides of her satin panties and eased them down, an inch at a time. When they’d slid as far as her thighs, he pulled them down swiftly, tossing them onto the pile of her other clothes. He regarded her body again, taking in her fair skin, her round breasts, and her rose-tinted nipples, with their hard, aching points. His eyes trailed over the plain of her stomach, and widened at the sight of her pussy. She’d shaved The Wolf’s strip off, and it was bare again. Jed made a small sound of appreciation. Her hips jerked of their own accord. As uncomfortable as it was having him staring at her naked body, it was also very arousing. He knelt down between her thighs. She lay still, feeling like a sexy offering. He brought his head down, close to her pussy, and gave her a firm lick, all the way along her cleft. She cried out in surprise and pleasure. He licked her again, his tongue sliding between her labia, and finding a tender spot right by her entrance. Then, she felt his tongue probing inside her. He’s got a really long tongue, just like – No! She stopped herself. She wasn’t about to think about Peter right now. She forced her mind to go blank, and concentrate on the sensation of Jed’s tongue sliding in and out of her instead. Before long, he moved up, his tongue feathering over her inner labia, and settling, at last, on her clit. She was so turned on that her clit felt taut and swollen, aching for his touch. He closed his lips around it, and licked and sucked it, much as he’d done with her nipples. She caught a fistful of his blond hair in her hand and moved him till he was exactly where she needed him, then she lost herself to the incredible rhythm of his tongue. Every breath was a sigh of pleasure, and she bit down on her lip to stop hersel f from making even more noise. She thought about how it would feel when Jed was finally inside her, his strong body between her thighs, thrusting in and out of her. She imagined how big he’d be; imagined the moment when he’d take his pants off and reveal himself to her. The thought was so hot, that she exploded in his mouth, in a throbbing orgasm, radiating out from her clit in multicolored stars.
    She lay motionless for a long time. Gradually, she became aware that both her hands were fisted in his hair. Embarrassed, she relinquished her grasp. Jed lifted his head