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for us they already staged the bathroom. We wouldn’t want to mess up this white carpet.”
    There was that soft giggle again. The sound drove him mad with want. It hit him then that they were conspirators. In the tradition of all secret trysts, the stealth factor was definitely ramping up his desire for her. And he could tell from the glint in her eyes that she felt the same. He didn’t want to think about the question that suddenly bobbed like a cork to the top of his mind: was this all about the thrill of the forbidden? The chance they might be caught? Is having sex in almost-public-places how Maya got her kicks?
    God, he hoped not. He so wanted this joining to mean more than a hot, quick fuck. But here she was, finally standing before him with nothing but a couple of scraps of fabric between them. No way was he going to stop now and try to analyze what her motives might be.
    Still on his knees before her, he pulled her to him and pressed his face against the tiny silk triangle that hid her sex. She gasped.
    He looked up and smiled. “Tell me what you like, Maya.”
    “Mmm.” It was a small, eager sound. Her fingers tangled in his hair as he pulled her panties to one side, exposing her.
    “This? You want my mouth on you here?” He brushed his lips over her soft, dark  curls and took a deep breath, inhaling her female scent, the perfume of her unmistakable arousal. Her nails scraped his scalp, urging him on. He hooked his thumbs into her panties and pulled them down. The little bit of lacy fabric ended up at her ankles. She lifted her foot and flicked the panties in the same direction as her dress.
    “We have to hurry,” she whispered. “The guys will start to wonder if we’re gone too long.”
    No problem. Andy was all for moving things along. Again he pressed his lips to her mound. He knew some men preferred the look and feel of a shaved pussy. But he liked things natural, especially the way a woman’s pubic curls held her unique scent. He drew another long breath.
    “Lovely,” he murmured. “Let me taste you, Maya. Part your legs for me.”
    “Oh.” Her voice trembled with desire. “Yes. Okay.” She widened her stance and let her fingers come to rest once more on his scalp.
    He reached in and teased along the seam of her folds with his index finger. The lips of her pussy were plump. Perfect. Already damp. At his touch she hissed in a breath and her fingers tightened in his hair. He stroked again, teasing her folds apart, relishing the slick path his finger found, wishing the light were better in the room so he could see every beautiful detail. Another pass and he found her clit hidden there. As he brushed his fingertip across it she whimpered.
    “Mmm. Yes. Right there.”
    He parted her cleft. Her flesh gleamed like dew on a dusky rose, her scent wild and delicious. Exotic. He licked her there, tasting her dew, taunting the swollen bud of her clit with the tip of his tongue.
    “Oh. God, Andy!” Her thighs shook as he drew her clit into his mouth, nipping and sucking. She thrust her pelvis forward, inviting his kisses. Her juices wet his nose and cheeks as he delved deeper, savoring her unique flavor. He’d never tasted anything as wonderful as Maya’s fragrant pussy.
    She moaned above him, reminding him their time together was short.
    “Oh. Please. Please fuck me, Andy. I want to feel your hard cock inside me.”
    Leaving the perfection of her wet pussy, he leaned back and looked up into her face. Her teeth still imprisoned her lower lip; her eyelids were heavy with arousal. The straps of her bra had fallen down her arms, loosening the lacey cups from her generous breasts. He took in the smooth, soft orbs, the cinnamon colored disks of her areolas, pert nubs standing erect in the center. Her nipples, like the rest of her, were so beautiful, so tantalizing. He made a mental note to explore them more fully.
    For now, he took her hand and pulled her down beside him. She lay back on the towel and