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never. I love small ones."
    "But Cheryl—"
    "I'm not marrying her for her boobs." His tone was
vastly amused.
    I didn't get it, but I wasn't arguing. I gasped in
anticipation as he slowly lowered his head down to my right breast. His eyes
kept contact with mine the whole way.
    His tongue was electrifying. I arched my back, shivering as
the wet softness flicked over my erect nipple. Then the warmth circled it,
sending swirls of dizziness through me. I clutched his head as he sucked the
thin fleshy part of my boob. My hips bucked up suddenly with a mind of their
own.
    He laid down on me, his hairy chest rubbing lustfully across
my bare boobs. His bulge pressed against my panties.
    I wrapped my legs around him and clung, my hips moving with
his as we ground our crotches together. I could feel his hardness through the
material. I could feel it rubbing up and down my slit. I was wet and hot.
    I panted, moving more forcefully.
    He kissed me, taking away my breath.
    I whimpered, wanting more. Wanting him to touch my breasts
again. A deep ache echoed inside me, making me squirm. It pounded at me like a
big bass drum. I grabbed his butt and squeezed, pulling.
    He stopped kissing me. "We need to go."
    I wanted to cry. I was just getting started.
"Nuts."
    "Maybe tomorrow?"
    "Yes, and you better not change your mind."
    He laughed. "Oh, I won't."
     
    ~ ~ ~
     
    Derek rammed his cock into my wet pussy. I really needed it.
"So you got all worked up again today?"
    I laughed and panted. "Yeah."
    "Good."
    "No, it was torture."
    "Eh? Why?"
    "I wanted to kiss more. We ran out of time."
    "You have to make the best use of the time you
have."
    I pumped my hips up to his and luxuriated in the feel of
that deep ache getting treated. "Mmm, make love to me."
    "Did he notice your bra?"
    "That I wasn't wearing it? Uh, yeah."
    "Nice. How did that come about?"
    "He slid his fingers in. I figured boob play wasn't
really sex and it's certainly not cheating, so I let him."
    "Some people might argue kissing is sex."
    I frowned up at him. "Those are strange people."
    He laughed, his cock flexing in me. "I don't
know."
    "Kissing isn't sex."
    "Hmm."
    "Oh come on. How many girls did you kiss in high school
and was that considered sex?"
    "No, of course not. That was just fun."
    "So how does it magically become sex when you
graduate?"
    He shook his head. "It doesn't…"
    I held out my hands to the side. "Kissing is fun.
That's all there is to it. And so are hugs."
    "Oh, I won't argue with you. I'm happy you're kissing
him."
    I twitched, a spasm of lust ripping up my back. "Yeah,
but we both know why."
    He panted, driving in a little harder. "No, really. I'm
glad you're having fun." He leaned down and kissed me gently.
    My world did a lurch sideways and I gasped.
    He knew the signal. He thrust in and then ground his pubic
bone against my clit.
    I saw stars and explosions of light. I cried out, bucking
underneath him as he released the pressure on my clit. Perfect, hubby… I
love you.

CHAPTER 6
     
    Derek said, "Go without panties."
    I coughed. "I can't."
    "Why not?"
    "Because he removed my skirt yesterday. I was in my
panties."
    "Holy son of a fuck what? You didn't tell me
that."
    I blushed. "You didn't ask."
    He slapped his forehead. "What else did he do?"
    I turned. "See that mark?" I was pointing at my
boob.
    He grunted.
    "Bite and suck."
    He shifted back and forth on his feet. "You sure you
need to go to work? You just made me horny again."
    I laughed. "You're always horny."
    He chuckled that pervert-laugh.
    "Anyway, I can't go without panties."
    "Yeah, I guess not. He'd have a heart attack."
    I made a face. "Try to be serious."
    He made a face back. "When I am, you tell me to be
serious."
    I turned back to the selections. "Slacks, maybe."
    "As long as he takes them off."
    I laughed. "Stop it."
    "Hey."
    I put a fist on hip and looked at him. "I'm not going
without panties."
    "No, no. What about your bodysuit?"
    "What?"
    "That lingerie I bought you. Nice and