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when he returned to stand above her, his eyes dark and hungry.
    "Whatever you do, don't stop,” he encouraged, his voice gravelly and breathy.
    He stood at the foot of the bed, and placed his palm on his cock. “Keep going. Take off your shirt."
    She liked this game. Slowly, feeling liberated and sexy, she pulled her worn Tee shirt over her head and tossed it to him. He brought the fabric to his nose and inhaled it.
    "You smell like sex. Now, the bra."
    Again, energized by his commands, she undid the front latch of her lace bra and pulled it apart slowly revealing the treasure that lay underneath. She slid the gauzy material down her arms to the bed.
    "Touch those gorgeous breasts with your fingers. Yeah, that's it, squeeze your nipples until it hurts."
    She smiled and her pussy wept at his words. Each squeeze of her hard, aching nibbles brought sighs and moans. She watched as Shane slowly pulled down his zipper, only half way.
    Ava wanted to touch him, suck him, make him scream, but she could see he loved this game they were playing, and wanted to play as much as he.
    "Okay gorgeous, slide those pretty fingers inside your panties and touch your clit for me. Slow, yeah, that's it."
    She threw her head back, and slipped one finger inside herself, and pinched her swollen clit with shaking fingertips. “Ah,” she moaned.
    Shane's voice was a low pant. “Don't come yet. Pull down your pants but don't take them off. Slide them down to your ankles. Just like that."
    She knew where this was going when Shane unzipped his jeans and slid his jeans down his long legs in kind.
    "Taste yourself. Wet your fingers and slide them inside that pretty pussy of yours. Now rub and squeeze. But don't come."
    Ava licked her lips. And swallowed deeply as he released his swollen cock, purple and engorged head that her mouth watered to suck “Describe how you feel, Ava. Tell me what your pussy feels like."
    "Ah, I'm hot, wet and slippery.” She swallowed and her pounding heart throbbed in rhythm with her contractions.
    "What else? How do you taste?"
    She brought moist fingers to her lips and swirled her tongue around them. “Um, like musk. You should try it, Shane."
    "Oh, I will, soon. When you can't take anymore let me know and I'll give you what you want."
    Ava had never been completely exposed in front of a man before, much less masturbated while a man watched her. She was free and beautiful and sexy, thanks to Shane Sullivan.
    Slipping two fingers inside her drenched pussy, she pushed in and out, thrusting her hips forward to meet the pressure of her fingers. She could see and hear Shane breathing heavy as he gripped his thick cock and began to slide it up and down. The pressure built up inside her and she panted. His eyes drank her in like a man dying of thirst. It drove her on to make him burn. Her body sizzled with hot ribbons of pleasure. She needed to come, wanted to come.
    "Shane, I—"
    "Not yet Ava.” His voice cracked. It was obvious he held onto his composure by a thread, same as she. It was to be a battle of wills between them. Who would surrender first.
    "I want to come, Shane, please. I need your beautiful cock inside me."
    His nostrils flared as she watched his self control slip away. The veins in his neck bulged and his breathing grew thick and heavy as he pulled the foil packet from his pocket, and prepared himself for her.
    Tell him the magic word, and he's all yours.
    Just a breath, a whisper. “Fuck me."
    Later on, she wouldn't remember how the remainder of their clothes disappeared. He pushed her down on the bed, and mounted her like a horse in heat.
    "Oh yeah,” he kissed her hard and deep, so hard their teeth clicked.
    She raised her legs as far as they would go, and wrapped them around his waist, and locked her feet together so he couldn't escape.
    He drew her hair away from her face, dropping kisses to her forehead, nose, cheeks and mouth, while he began to thrust inside her with those strong athletic legs.
    His