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excitement.
    Her skirt ruffled against her belly, and Davus slowly lowered his weight onto her. The groan that rumbled out of her was a noise she had never made before. It seemed to come out of her soul.
    He stroked his body along hers, giving a silent shudder as she wrapped her arms around him to pull him close.
    They rocked together, and Tiff felt a tightening inside her. The tension swelled and released inside her. She shivered and moaned against his mouth.
    He nipped her lip with his teeth and nuzzled her cheek.
    She sighed and nuzzled him back before pushing against his shoulders and urging him to his back.
    When he settled, she pulled at his shirt and pushed it up. He leaned up and pulled it up and off.
    Tiff leaned in and nibbled at his neck; she smiled when his hands gripped her waist. She worked her way down, tasting his chest, scraping her teeth across his nipples and licking at the skin in between.
    While she tasted his chest, she worked at the button of his jeans, jumping when it gave way with a pop. Working by touch gave her the confidence to ease his zipper down, and the hot length of his erection was in her hand a moment later.
    In her position, she could feel his entire body shiver as she ran her hand up and down the silky skin. The head of his cock was releasing slick heat. Her own sex was enjoying its own wet pulse.
    Davus stroked his hand up the back of her thighs. His fingers flexed on her buttocks, and then, he drew one hand around to cup her heat. He worked his fingers against her, circling her clit and dipping inside her. The light touches caused her to pick up the speed of her strokes on him.
    “If you don’t put me inside you right now, I am going to cum all over your hand.”
    Tiff smiled at his flushed face. “I think I need a hand.”
    He directed her, easing her toward him with his hand on her ass, and when he had her scooted into position above his cock, he coaxed her into lowering her hips. The slick, hot pressure when he fitted himself to her was unfamiliar but not unwelcome.
    Tiff eased onto him slowly, getting used to the length and girth of him. He moved a hand to her clit and circled rapidly as she sank onto him.
    Her hips jerked and she gasped, “Don’t, don’t, don’t!”
    It was too late. Her body clenched around him, and she groaned as her orgasm rattled her grip on the world around her.
    She came back to reality leaning on Davus’s chest with him still throbbing inside her.
    His smug smirk belied the sweat on his brow.
    Tiff pushed herself upright and slowly shifted her hips; she let the hand cupping her butt direct her motions. She rocked on him and moved with greater speed. The head of his cock slid nearly to her opening, and then, she drove downward until he was as far in as she could get him.
    Her body was tingling, her palms and the soles of her feet were hot and sweat dripped down her spine. A light moan escaped her lips as they moved against each other, a song that Davus seemed to be enjoying as he arched his hips to slam into her over and over again.
    He gripped her hips, one with a hand under her skirt and one over. Their skin slapped together, and Tiff dug her nails into his chest as another wave of tension threatened.
    She panted and held on tight as the wave got closer and closer. He slammed them together a final time and the wave broke, shattering her mind into brilliant shards until she could only see shattered rainbows.
    This time, when she came to herself, she was lying across his chest and he was running his fingers through her hair.
    She smiled even though he couldn’t see it. “That was a yes by the way.”
    He laughed and continued untangling her hair. “We are going to have to try it without clothing on. This was a lovely start, but I want to see you.”
    Tiff blushed. “You have already seen me naked.”
    “I have seen you, but it wasn’t as a lover. It is a different thing.”
    She squirmed on him. “I think you might be right. I am sorry that I