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there?”
    “I know, but…”
    “I told you not to treat me like anything
special, right?” I nodded. “I find you incredibly attractive and
talented, and you turn me on so much. And I’m here with you, now,
and that’s all that matters. Okay?” I nodded once more, and we were
soon kissing passionately once again.
    He guided me gently down to the bed, and
before I knew it, he was slowly unbuttoning my blouse, taking great
care to not break off any buttons. I, on the other hand, was much
too impatient, as I grabbed hold of his V-neck and peeled it off
with one swipe, revealing the most pleasing, rippled body I had
ever had the pleasure of being that close to. I was anxious, but
also nervous. I hadn’t been with anyone sexually since Phil, and I
wasn’t even absolutely sure about that. Despite proof of the
contrary, I’m pretty positive that I’m the first girl to have her
hymen mysteriously grow back. I was trembling slightly and he took
notice.
    “Kathy, relax,” he said softly, as he stroked
my hair, and I instantly obliged. He unhooked my bra with ease.
There was every indication that he had lot of experience with this.
The mixture of my naked body being exposed to my mildly cold room,
and the excitement level rising in my body made my nipples hard as
rocks. He noticed and took them between his forefingers and thumbs
and gave them a hard squeeze and a tug, and I squealed a
high-pitched squeal. I wasn’t expecting it, and I looked him with
surprise. He laughed and looked back at me with a devilish
smile.
    “Did that hurt?” he asked.
    “Of course that hurt, you dick.”
    “But did you like it?”
    I thought for a second. It did hurt, but I
have to admit, it also felt a little good. He looked hungry for an
answer. I could tell he wanted a ‘yes’ from me. It was fun making
him wait, making him suffer. He wanted to do it again, and I wanted
him to do it again. So, as I looked at him a little sheepishly, I
bit my bottom lip, and nodded yes, and he smiled that devilish
smile once more as he gave my hard nipples another lengthy squeeze.
I paid him in longer moan of ecstasy. It was so painful, but felt
oh so good. I rubbed my knees together, fighting to keep them
together. I didn’t want to give him the goods just yet. I could
feel my pussy getting soaked by the second, and I was worried that
they’d slip open at any moment, before I was really ready to let
him have it.
    He bent down and kissed the crook between my
neck and my shoulder and I gave a long and drawn out moan. He was
able to find my spot in one move, and he knew that was it, as he
paid special attention to it, gently licking and kissing it for
what seemed like several minutes. My moaning did not stop for the
entirety he was there. He made me purr like a kitten. I was truly
becoming ‘Katwoman.’ Then, he moved his tongue up my elongated
neck, which felt so good, and made his way to my ear. He licked it
in just the right way––the wrong way would feel like an overly
excited dog slobbering all over you. But he used just the right
amount of tongue and lip, the sound of it sounded like sucking, and
it drove me fucking crazy. He was able to find each and everyone of
my spots so effortlessly. It seriously surprised me at how adept he
was at this.
    He then moved from my ear––against my
protests––kissing all the way down, until he reached my breasts,
and he fondled them with such care. He began to kiss and lick my
right nipple as he firmly squeezed my left breast. Then, I looked
at him and our eyes met, and as they did, he gave nipple a
forceful, yet gentle little bite, and I squealed once
again––something told me he liked to make me do that.
    He then mirrored what he had done to my right
nipple on my left, and I grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled
his head back––apparently my left nipple was a more sensitive then
my right, and it hurt much more. I playfully mouthed ‘you fucker’
to him, which prompted him to do it again. I