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floor and led her back to bed. “Before you complete the form, come sample
more of the goods.”

Chapter Four
     
    How lucky could one girl get?
    She scrambled up on the rumpled bed, her skin damp, her
breasts afire from his mouth and his hands, her cunt so flowing with juice she
felt delectable and very racy. Her eyes went wide as he crawled over her,
cupped her nape and kissed her as if he’d been starving for decades.
    Then he pushed her to the mattress and began to lick her
earlobe. His tongue was delicate, flicking her there, then darting beneath to
trace the long path down her throat. God. He really was going to sample every
inch of her. She gulped, her cunt swelling and throbbing, making her squirm
with impatience.
    He must have intuited what she wanted, two of his fingers
sliding up inside her pussy and stroking her G-spot. She lifted her hips as his
mouth wended its way down her cleavage, then sucked on one of her nipples, high
and hard.
    She arched into him, his mouth and his fingers teasing her,
pleasing her, making her crazy as she pulsed in appreciative response.
    She clutched at his shoulders and rode out the glorious
rippling orgasm.
    But he sank down to put his mouth to her seam. “Got to give
me another chance to lick you all over, honey. Seems my determination doesn’t
last too long with you. Your pretty body drives me nuts. I love the way you
smell, the way you taste. Open this pussy for me and show me how you like to be
touched.”
    “You mean“— Her eyes widened. She’d never shown any man how
she served herself. No man had ever asked. She had never offered or even
thought she might entertain a man that way. But with Rex, she’d be—she gulped
in laughter—informing him. Educating him. So why withhold on the basis of
girlish modesty? He’d just tasted nearly every bit of her. Why not show him
what her fingers had accomplished for her before he had come along?
    “Why wait?” he echoed her words. “Isn’t that our motto
today? Especially when I’ve seen and felt almost every wonderful thing God gave
you, hmm?”
    She swallowed hard. Her imagination zoomed away. If she
showed him how she liked to be stroked deep inside her labia, she would love
it. She hummed with the expectation.
    “Aw, honey,” he insisted, thinking she delayed out of
shyness, “come on and give this man a chance to make good marks on that
customer survey.”
    She chuckled.
    He winked at her. “Okay. A little persuasion.” With two
fingers, he opened her labia, found her clit with his tender lips and kissed
her. Then he pulled away, rested on his elbow and repeated his demand. His
fingers combed her pussy hair, then tugged. “I need to see you pleasure
yourself.”
    Courage rushed through her bloodstream.
    Lost to his charm, she reached down to open her lips. The
sound of liquid parting made her shiver. He smiled. Thrilled at his response,
she sank her index finger far inside and stroke herself ever so delicately. She
moaned and so did he. Biting her lips, she found her tiny nub, now large, hard
and slick with cream. In a daze, she circled it with the tip of her finger,
then thrust two fingers of one hand inside herself while the other caressed her
clit. She was drenched, plush, molten and so entranced by the rapturous look on
his face. His lust was almost too bright, too fierce to watch. She’d burn up,
go to ashes, never feel him inside her again. “Rex, honey,” she murmured as she
tapped her clit over and over, her whole body crying out with need of him.
    He shifted on the bed, removed her fingers and replaced them
with his own.
    In a minute, she was bucking, rising off the bed, his
fingers fucking her while his mouth nibbled on her clit and made her keen.
    Her insides pounding so violently she shook, she grabbed him
to her and let him rock her in his arms. His hands stroking her hair, he told
her how wonderful she was.
    “I’m impressed. How many times can you come?” he asked after
a minute or so.
    She