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she said, her voice hollow as a new
gush of cream ran down her thighs.
    “With you, I’m a breast man,” he whispered as he plucked at
her nipples, then sent his hands down to her buttocks. “And an ass man. A pussy
man.” He spread her labia with two powerful hands to sink two fingers inside.
“But at the moment,” he grabbed her under her thighs, wrapped her legs around
him and pressed her against the wall. “I’m a leg man.”
    She moaned as he lifted her and rubbed his hardening cock
against her mons. Her eyes drifted closed as he massaged his shaft against her.
“Rex, you need another rubber, honey.”
    “Not going to fuck you yet.”
    Her eyes flew open. “No? Oh Rex ,” she was pleading,
“why not?”
    “Want to tease you ’til you’re crazy for me.” He rocked
against her, his own breath hot and short.
    “I am!”
    He grinned, set her to the floor, then pulled her inside the
shower with him. “We’re gonna get all nice and wet everywhere.” He picked up
the bar of soap and began to wash her face.
    She spat soap from her mouth. “No need to wash my eyeballs,
there, Martinez.”
    He guffawed. “I’m gonna lick every inch of you,” he said as
he ran soap suds all over her arms and shoulders, down her nipples, between her
tender folds, up her ass and down her legs to her feet. “You’re gonna do the
same for me.”
    “I am, huh?” she asked, entranced as he kissed her knees and
tickled her calves.
    “Yeah, you’ll love every minute.”
    “I expect to.” She moaned as he skimmed his lips back up her
thighs to her bush and her bellybutton. “I haven’t had enough of you. Don’t
know if I ever will.”
    “We’ve got time, honey,” he whispered as he sank two fingers
in her pussy, drew out some of her juice and sucked on his fingers.
    Her gaze was hooked on his mouth. “Two weeks and only two
more rubbers.”
    “Never worry.” He caught her against him and looked down at
her breasts crushed against his chest. “We’ll get more.”
    “Lots and lots more,” she insisted, tilting her mound
against his pelvic bone.
    “Promise.” He dropped a quick kiss to her cheek. “Now be a
good girl, and turn around.”
    “You’ve practiced this before, have you?” God, she hoped
not. But he seemed so clever, so inventive about all this love play. He kissed
her nape and her scapula. Trailed one hand own her spine to delve a finger into
her asshole and massage her slit in long, languid strokes. She was panting, her
heart racing. She widened her stance, eager, begging him to touch her more. But
he crouched, defining her thighs, her calves, tickling her toes and then coming
back up to spread her ass cheeks and kiss her just above her tiny hole. The
touch of his mouth was like feeling heaven. She whimpered, wild to know if she
was the only one he’d ever had so often, so voraciously. “Tell me. Have you
done this a lot?”
    “I’ve done my share.” He whirled her back around to face
him, then kissed her until her breath stalled. “But never like this, never with
anyone as giving as you. And it’s going to be as good as the first time.”
    “Wow. Promise?” she teased him, catching a glimpse of his
mouth, full and sensual with lust.
    Growling, he shoved her under the shower. “Bet on it.”
    “What do I get…?” She sputtered and coughed, water in her
throat and eyes and nose. “What do I get if you’re not as good as the first
time?”
    Grinning, he wiped water from her face with his two big
hands and brought her flush to him. “You get to have me over and over until you
are totally satisfied.”
    She beamed at him as he turned off the water. “A guarantee
of customer service.”
    He stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel from the rack
and helped her walk out to face him. “I aim to please.”
    “Afterward, do I get a customer survey?” she whispered as he
reverently patted her dry and smiled down at her.
    “Absolutely.” Drying himself off, he dropped the towel to
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