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allowed himself a few hard
strokes before he pulled out of her mouth, leaving her straining towards him
her mouth open and empty.
    “I’m going to come inside you.” His voice was raged
with need as he visibly fought for control. “But not until you come first.” A
whimper escaped from her, and he took a deep breath, his nostrils flaring.
“Now, let’s see what’s under these.”
    He hooked his fingers under the elastic of her panties
and tugged. Christine lifted her hips, helping him slide them down her legs. He
sat up and looked at her while she kicked off the damp white cotton.
    “I like this.” He stroked a finger along her freshly
shaved skin. “It’s so smooth here.” She held her breath while his finger traced
feather soft along the sides of her pussy. “And so wet here.” He slid a finger
along her swollen lips. He grazed her aching clit and her hips bucked toward
him. “God, I love it when you want me, Chrissy.” He continued to stroke her wet
slit, and she struggled to pay attention to what he was saying. “It’s such a
turn on to see you excited.”
    His words were a balm for her, and she gave in,
luxuriating in his touch. He knelt between her knees, and she spread her legs
wide, more than ready to take him inside. But instead of thrusting into her, he
stretched out on his stomach with his face over her mound.
    Flattening his tongue, he licked her shaved skin in
long strokes. This time she didn’t fight the urge to bury her hands in his
hair. She slid her fingers into his hair and held on for dear life while his
mouth tortured her. Using his hands, he pushed her outer lips apart, exposing
her swollen clit. She moaned in anticipation, and then his mouth was on her,
hot and hard. He sucked on the tight bundle of nerves, using his tongue to
flick and tease her. Her breath hitched and she raised her hips to him,
spreading her legs wider and opening completely for him. His mouth destroyed
her, and she struggled to keep from pulling his hair. She was desperate for
more, desperate to have him, and her cries escalated when he slid two long
fingers deep inside her.
    “Jack, God, please,” she whimpered. “Please, fuck me.”
    “Hmm unh,” he hummed against her clit.
    He curved his fingers to stroke inside her while his
mouth worked relentlessly at her clit. She couldn’t take it. It was too much.
She squirmed to get away from him, but he wouldn’t let her. He hooked his
fingers inside her while his other hand grasped her hips and held her still for
his mouth. She couldn’t hold herself together. She was coming apart under the
delicious onslaught of his mouth. She panted, gasping for breath as her nerves
zinged to life, and then she exploded, wave after wave of pleasure rolling
through her. Her pussy contracted around his fingers, and she cried out his
name.
    He didn’t stop, continuing to stroke her with a
pleasure that bordered on pain. She couldn’t take anymore. She’d lose herself,
dissolve in pleasure, if he didn’t stop, and she had to have him inside her.
Grabbing his hair, she tugged, finally pulling his mouth off her throbbing
clit.
    “Now, please,” she begged. “ I need you inside me
now.”
     
    ~~~~~
     
    He was so hard; he was afraid he’d explode. Watching
his wife lose control, feeling her cunt clamp down on his fingers when she came
was amazing. She cried out for him, screaming his name in pleasure, and his
heart and cock swelled. He wanted to go on forever, touching her, tasting her,
but she pulled at his hair hard enough the he had to look up.
    Her breasts were heaving, her face flushed with
pleasure, and her eyes were huge and wild with desire. He’d never seen her look
like that before.
    “Now, please,” she begged.
    He moved without thinking, hunger and his need to
please her driving everything. He climbed up her body, kissing her sweat damp
skin as he went. Raising himself over her, he looked at her, willing her to see
how much he wanted her. Her skin bloomed with