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with his. She heard him moan a slow, lusty growl. She knew he was genuinely taken by her. He was making love to her tongue, enjoying it to the ultimate. He was expressing his appreciation of her and it turned her on so much.
    He truly believes I’m the hottest girl on the planet!
    Jena’s pussy was on fire, but Steven wasn’t finished with his tease. He’d just gotten started. Once again he slowly pulled his mouth from hers, latching onto her tongue until the last moment. When he finally reached the tip he held it between his lips. He gently massaged it before releasing it. He swallowed, savoring the moment.
    “Umm, Jena, you taste so good,” he whispered.
    Jena was speechless. She was in another world. Steven’s kissing had put her in subspace. Where did he learn how to kiss? Unbelievable!
    Steven carried her over to the bed. He gently placed her on the edge and slowly pushed her down on the bed. She tried to raise her head to kiss him.
    “No baby,” said Steven softly. “Relax and think of nothing. Just enjoy.”
    He quickly untied his shoes and flipped them off his feet. He gently removed her shoes, massaging her feet and toes as he did so. Then he lifted himself upon the bed and straddled Jena’s waist. He looked into her eyes—those sexy, green eyes so full of raw sensuality. They shined honest and pure.
    Steven’s hands reached for her shoulders, gently rubbing them. They slowly worked their way down both her arms, massaging her biceps. He oh-so-sensually began massaging her elbows, slowly progressing down both arms until he reached her fingertips. He rolled his fingers around hers. Jena had never experienced such a patient and attentive lover. So damn sexy!
    Steven gently slid his hands upwards along the same path. He massaged her forearms, leaning in to kiss each one. Oh, so hot—Jena felt it down below. Steven ran his tongue up her arm, stopping at her shoulder. He did the same with the other, massaging and softly kissing her smooth skin. Steven was in a zone of adoration, enjoying himself, enjoying her, enjoying the moment—there was nothing but now .

Chapter 8
    J ena was in heaven. Steven continued his spontaneous sensual lovemaking. There was no thought, just body on body, skin against skin—the fire of unbridled passion.
    Steven slid his tongue over her neck, kissing it gently. He reached under her chin and ever-so-gently nudged it upwards. With her neck fully exposed he massaged it with his tongue, lapping up the sweetness, the saltiness, the essence of her inner being.
    Steven softly grasped Jena underneath the armpits. Using his open palms he slowly slid her up into the middle in the bed—so smooth, so sexy, so sensual.
    Jena’s body was a combination of rag doll and caged animal. She was on fire inside, yet her previous aggressiveness had given way to submissiveness. She was being made love to in a way she never thought possible. She would let her man lead the way. This was pure heaven. The world could end and she could care less—as long as he was with her.
    “Give yourself to me, baby,” said Steven softly. “I want you.”
    Jena closed her eyes and opened her mouth. Steven grasped her hands with both of his hands and pulled her arms up and out. He held them firmly. He had her pinned down. She couldn’t have moved them even if she wanted too—and she didn’t.
    Steven then engulfed her tongue with his mouth. He twirled his own tongue around hers. He seemed to be gathering her juices, searching for more. She heard a groan of pleasure. He was truly savoring her.
    Jena had never felt so sexy, so wanted, so good about herself and her body. What a turn-on! This man genuinely hungered for her. He desired every ounce of her being. He wanted to experience her in totality. Words couldn’t describe the feeling. She was Steven’s queen and he was having his way. I’m yours, baby!
    Steven’s silky lips slid up her tongue as he gently sucked all around it. The sensation was incredible. Jena