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little at the scratches and bite marks left there from earlier. I loved to mark
him when we had sex. He had perfect abs that made me want to climb my way up
his body, licking and kissing every inch along the way.

 
    He slid his hand up my thigh and I
couldn’t help but shiver as I felt my nipples pucker. “I think so. I’m assuming
you are since you’re the maid of honor.”

 
    I couldn’t help but giggle. “Yep, I
will be there.”

 
    He started drawing small circles on
my thigh and I felt my pussy clench. I could never get enough of Paul’s touch. He
paused for a moment, “Would you like to go with me?”

 
    My heart soared. He was thinking the
same thing! “Like as your date?”

 
    “Something like that,” he replied,
his fingers casually traveling further up my thigh, dangerously close to my
sex. “Is that cool?”

 
    “It is with me if it is with you,” I
shrugged, trying to play it cool when inside I was beyond thrilled he wanted to
be my date for Stephanie and Zach’s party.

 
    He slipped a finger inside me,
eliciting a gasp from my lips. He knew my body better than I did. With his
other hand, he threw the pizza on the floor. He almost lunged at me then, his
lips on my neck, nuzzling the spot he knew turned me to putty in his hands.

 
    “It’s cool with me,” he whispered
against my neck, adding a second finger.

 
    I closed my eyes and my head fell
back against the headboard. This man could get my pussy
soaking wet in no time. I clutched his arm, my nails digging into his
skin. “Good,” I managed to murmur as his fingers continued to work me.

 
    He bent down slightly and ran his
tongue across my nipple. I whimpered softly and felt my pussy clench around his
fingers.

 
    “Fuck, Alex, I love the noises you
make. You’re the most sensual, most responsive woman I have ever been with. I
love it.” With that he took my nipple in his teeth, nipping gently.

 
    This time I moaned louder. “Paul,
please fuck me.” I couldn’t think straight when he teased my nipples like that.

 
    He released my nipple and pulled his
fingers from me. Why did he stop? I
wanted to scream in frustration. “Tsk tsk, princess. What are rules?” He arched
an eyebrow at me.

 
    “Sorry, Sir. Please fuck me, Sir.” I
couldn’t help it. When he touched me like that, I needed more. I wasn’t above
begging for it either.

 
    “Good girl, that’s better.” He grabbed
a condom from the nightstand, rolling it over is cock as I watched.   He pulled at my legs, causing me to
slide down the bed until I was on my back, looking up at him. He moved between
my legs, parting them with his knees. Reaching down, he teased my clit with his
thumb. “Fuck, you get so damn wet.”

 
    He stopped just as I was about to
come and spread my legs wide before slowly sliding inside me. He filled me up
so completely, stretching me every time. He was, without question, larger than
any man I'd had before.

 
    I clutched the bed sheets and
gritted my teeth. I hated when he moved slow and he knew it. He did it often,
just to torture me.

 
    He chuckled and leaned down to nip
my ear. “What’s the matter?”

 
    I wrapped my legs around him and bit
his shoulder. “Too slow...You know I don’t like that.”

 
    “Mmmm .. .Yes
I do. And that’s why I do it.” He leaned back, taking my legs and putting them
on his shoulders so he could get even deeper, hitting my cervix. I moaned his
name and he started moving slowly in and out of me, pulling out, then back in.

 
    I was trembling now as he reached up
to cup my breasts, pinching the nipples, pulling and stretching them with his
fingers. He would spend hours playing with my sensitive nipples and could
easily make me come just by stimulating them.

 
    My back bowed up off the bed beneath
him, my head falling back on the pillow. I could feel the pressure building low
in my belly. He moved faster, still teasing my nipples. “Touch yourself,