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hairless, his nipples erect.
    Leaning forward, Talia tasted one, wrapping her tongue around the tiny bud before testing it with her teeth. He went rigid, his eyes sliding shut as his teeth ground together.
    His belly was flat, the twin grooves on either side of his abdomen disappearing into the waistband of his slacks. A trail of dark hair began just beneath his navel before arrowing down, enticing her to follow.
    She sank to the floor, her fingers gripping the waist of Erik’s slacks. She wanted this moment, this powerful act of intimacy. Lifting her eyes, she met his steady gaze.
    “May I?”

    Could she?
    Erik struggled to keep himself under wraps. It would be the purest form of waste to lose control of his lust and spurt his seed like an inexperienced teen. He managed to nod his approval of her plan before being forced to focus all of his concentration on remaining upright.
    The angle was incredible. Talia knelt before him on the floor. A long section of her sable hair draped over her face, obscuring his view. Growling, he reached down and stabbed his fingers into the soft mass, pulling it aside. The sight it revealed was spectacular.
    The throbbing head of his cock disappeared into her warm mouth, sliding over her wet tongue until he felt the caress of the back of her throat. Her blue eyes were smoky with passion as she suckled him, making wet noises of pleasure. She pulled his cock from her mouth with a soft pop and laved her tongue around the head, paying special attention to the sensitive flange.
    He locked his legs to keep from collapsing. Heat built in his buttocks, trickling down the backs of his legs as he fought for control. A bead of precum glistened on the tip of his cock. She sucked it gently, drawing the moisture into her mouth. She made a low sound of pleasure, the vibrations thrumming pleasantly along his hardness.
    “No more,” he grunted, gently using the hand fisted in her hair to pull her up.
    Talia whimpered. Her lips were plump and wet from the blowjob she’d given him, her face alight with passion. Unable to stop himself, Erik kissed her.
    The world caught fire when their lips met. Teeth bumped as they both fought for control. Their tongues dueled, the scent and taste of him already present in her mouth. He slanted his mouth over hers, fighting for dominance, wanting her to know who it was that demanded her passionate response.
    Tilting her head back, he trailed kisses along her jawline, pausing in the hollow beneath her ear before continuing down the smooth column of her throat. She gasped and trembled against him, her fingers digging into his shoulders.
    He spun her around, pressing her hard against his chest, thrusting his cock against her backside. One hand found the clasp of her bra and deftly released the twin mounds before flinging the garment aside.
    Her gorgeous breasts spilled into his hands. Still pressing wet kisses to the base of her neck, Erik kneaded their warmth in his palms. His thumbs flicked over her nipples. They beaded, standing at attention and begging for more.
    “Do you like this, Talia?” Erik growled against the soft skin of her shoulder.
    “Yes.”
    He squeezed harder, rolling the distended points between his fingers until she writhed against him. “Do you want more?”
    “Yes!”
    “Take off your panties, Talia. Let me see that beautiful ass.”
    She wasted no time sliding the flimsy black lace panties to the floor. She now stood before his naked body in only her silk stockings and high heels. Erik’s cock throbbed painfully as his desire ratcheted up another notch.
    His lungs had forgotten how to draw a full breath. “I want you on hands and knees. Now.”
    He fought for control as he watched her walk the two steps to her bed without hesitation and climb up. Settling her body on hands and knees, she arched her back and presented him with an eyeful of her wet pussy.
    “Please fuck me, Erik,” she begged.
    Every one of his senses told him she was ready. And