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as Pru’s
eyes widened at the surprisingly alert man-hood that sprung out of Ethan’s
joggers, awaiting her full attention.
    She bit her
bottom lip with alarm, inconsistent with the look of rapture in her
effervescent brown eyes. “Jeez Ethan, this could do me some serious damage.”
    Ethan smiled
wickedly at Pru’s skilful use of flattery. “Most likely…. if I do it right.”
    She took out
a second ice-cube from the cool-box and popped it onto her tongue, tossing it
provocatively around her mouth. Her eyes darkened to orbs of ebony as she took
his stiffness between her hands, placing one on the base and the other to guide
her mouth. The chilled ice sent a startling jolt through his un-suspecting
erection. However the sensation soon turned from shock to thrill with the
contrast of iciness and warmth stroking its length. His mouth inhaled sharply
and his neck tautened, as if placed in a trance.
    Her mouth
worked slowly downwards and as she took more and more, he raised his head
sluggishly to see her devour him. He watched himself intently, throbbing,
sliding in and out of her warm and dripping mouth. His ocean-blue eyes appeared
to sizzle like smelting gunmetal as his hips shifted forward instinctively, and
a faint moan left his lips. She wanted to make him groan more; she was on a
high from being his pleasure-giver. Her tongue flicked out, applying pressure
down its length, licking and caressing it’s circumference.
    He had now
lost control of his actions. He was at the mercy of his carnal urges and he
compulsively placed his hand on Pru’s head to help her along. Her lips
tightened around it’s rigidness and she sucked a little harder causing Ethan’s
eyelids to slam down like shutters and his groan became deeper, coarser. She was
ecstatic with his response and she decided to harden the sensation by raking
her teeth along him. He immediately clenched his jaw, hissing through gritted
teeth. She glimpsed up and saw the growing gratification on Ethan’ face and
within seconds he realised that his timing was now crucial.
    He arose
briskly, pulled up his joggers and then lifted Pru up in a fire-man’s lift. She
let out a short joyful shriek and beamed widely, feeling like the damsel being
rescued by her super-hero. When her skirt rose up slightly, revealing a flash
of her cheeks, he spanked her behind, conjuring up a rather more Neanderthal setting.
Oh well, damsel in distress or cave-woman, she really didn’t care as long as it
was Ethan doing the lifting. He carried her over to the sheepskin rug and
gallantly laid her down to sink into its deep pile.
      All around was the most alluring ambience she had
ever witnessed. Their oversized shadows crept around the walls as if they were
covertly spying on the naughtiness of their counterparts, the dancing flames
from the aromatic candles seemed to be joining in with the simmering excitement
and the incandescent moon infused their apartment with a flattering and
mystical effect. The suspense both excited and unnerved her as she immersed
herself under Ethan’s direction.
    His former gallantry
was replaced again by primeval instinct. He recklessly pushed up her skirt around
her waist. She lay there subdued and exposed, surrendering her body for his
easy indulgence. Her tousled waves lay around her head like a celestial aura.
    Ethan murmured
his thoughts out aloud as he took in the eye-popping view of the shapely form
that lay beneath him. “ Fuckk ,….you should be X-rated, you’re beyond
pornographic.”
    She smiled
softly, loving that he found her so desirous. He savoured the moment, shaping
and squeezing the flesh of her voluptuous figure, inflaming his desire.
    “So, how does
my Pru-Bear wanna be fucked?” he whispered greedily, his eyes piercing through
her. “Long and slow, or hard and fast?”
    Never had a
sentence aroused her so much, sending her fervour sky-high.
    “Mix it up a
bit, and please just keep talking”, she replied, almost dissolving under