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excited," he teased.
    He was happy she was sore. She would remember
him all day and then some. She would know that she was his.
    "…But I've got the medicine to fix your
pain."
    She looked skeptical. He was smiling and
beautiful smile. Lord, she could get used to having him around.

Chapter 6
    He took the coffee cup from her hand and put
it on the nightstand. He gently kissed her lips and face while
massaging her breasts. Her pussy clenched and she felt an inner
ache that was both painful and pleasurable at once.
    He kissed her and petted her body for what
seemed like an eternity. She squirmed, pressing her hips into his
groin. She started to explore him with her hands. He was big and
hard everywhere. The feeling of him holding her made her body go
weak and begin to cream. She could actually feel it dripping out of
her body, something that had never happened before.
    John felt her relax as he worked her over
with his hands and mouth. He knew what was coming would cause a
problem, but it had to be done. He pulled away from her mouth,
leaving one hand fingering her pussy. He got up on all fours and
moved between her legs, again taking the sheets with him.
    "No, John."
    She tried to close her legs, but he was in
the way. She struggled to get her legs from around him so she could
cover up. He grabbed her leg and held it in place and looked at her
sternly.
    "Shh," he clenched his jaw.
    She stopped struggling, but grabbed a pillow
and covered her body.
    "Tricia, stop."
    He pulled the pillow away and threw it across
the room. She shook her head and closed her eyes.
    "John, please."
    Her pleading gave him pause. Then, he looked
down at her body and his own desire took over. He was on a mission
and he wasn't going to give up. She needed to get over her extreme
modesty and nervousness. He crouched down and put his face very
near her pussy. He looked back up at her face. She'd moved her
hands to cover her breasts and her stomach. Completely closed.
    "Relax, Tricia."
    And then he licked. His tongue split open her
outer lips and trailed up to her clit. She'd never liked being
kissed down there. Her husband probably didn't like it either. She
let him know it wasn't for her and they didn't try it very many
times in their years married. John licked again. He stopped and
pulled her lips apart with his fingers.
    "John! Don't!"
    She was mortified. He wouldn't take his eyes
off her open pussy. He held the lips apart and just gazed at her
most intimate place. Her scent and her color excited him beyond
reason. He kissed her pussy lips as if her were kissing her mouth.
Over and over he kissed, his lips melding with hers, thrusting his
tongue in and out of her hole.
    "God, you're beautiful," he continued to look
at her puffy lips, deep pink in color. "I love how you look."
    He licked up to her clit and then swirled
around. He looked up at her. She had moved her hands up to her
face. He sighed.
    "Tricia, I bet you don't know this but you
look like a flower. You're a beautiful flower," he teased.
    He went back to working her. He put his
fingers inside and began stroking on the backside of her clit. He
put his lips over the top of her pearl and very gently sucked. And
stroked and sucked and stroked and sucked. He was tireless. And he
was breaking her down.
    Despite her embarrassment at being open for
him to view, her pussy was throbbing with pleasure and leaking lots
of juice onto the bed. John was doing things to her, causing
sensations that were new and powerful. She began to lose focus, her
discomfort waning. Soon all that mattered were the throbbing pulses
caused by each lick of his tongue, each suckle of his mouth on her
bud.
    John felt every step of her awakening and her
capitulation to his tongue. She fought him at first holding herself
rigid and hiding. She pretended that it wasn't happening. Then she
started to relax, her legs fell open gradually. She took her hands
from her eyes. Before too long, she had her hands on his head. And
at the very