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“
Oh
,
Ana
,
”
he
breathes
.
“
You
have
the
most
beautiful
skin
,
pale
and
flawless
.
I
want
to
kiss
every
single
inch
of
it
.
”
I
flush
.
Oh
my
…
Why
did
he
say
he
couldn
’
t
make
love
?
I
will
do
anything
he
wants
.
He
grasps
my
hair
tie
,
pulls
it
free
,
and
gasps
as
my
hair
cascades
down
around
my
shoulders
.
“
I
like
brunettes
,
”
he
murmurs
,
and
both
of
his
hands
are
in
my
hair
,
grasping
each
side
of
my
head
.
His
kiss
is
demanding
,
his
tongue
and
lips
coaxing
mine
.
I
moan
,
and
my
tongue
tentatively
meets
his
.
He
puts
his
arms
around
me
and
hauls
me
against
his
body
,
squeezing
me
tightly
.
One
hand
remains
in
my
hair
,
the
other
travels
down
my
spine
to
my
waist
and
down
to
my
behind
.
His
hand
flexes
over
my
backside
and
squeezes
gently
.
He
holds
me
against
his
hips
,
and
I
feel
his
erection
,
which
he
languidly
pushes
into
me
.
I
moan
once
more
into
his
mouth
.
I
can
hardly
contain
the
riotous
feelings
—
or
are
they
hormones
?
—
that
rampage
through
my
body
.
I
want
him
so
badly
.
Gripping
his
upper
arms
,
I
feel
his
biceps
.
He
’
s
surprisingly
strong
…
muscular
.
Tentatively
,
I
move
my
hands
up
to
his
face
and
into
his
hair
.
It
’
s
so
soft
,
unruly
.
I
tug
gently
,
and
he
groans
.
He
eases
me
toward
the
bed
,
until
I
feel
it
behind
my
knees
.
I
think
he
’
s
going
to
push
me
down
on
to
it
,
but
he
doesn
’
t
.
Releasing
me
,
he
suddenly
drops
to
his
knees
.
He
grabs
my
hips
with
both
his
hands
and
runs
his
tongue
around
my
navel
,
then
gently
nips
his
way
to
my
hipbone
,
then
across
my
belly
to
my
other
hipbone
.
“
Ah
,
”
I
groan
.
Seeing
him
on
his
knees
in
front
of
me
,
feeling
his
mouth
on
me
,
it
’
s
so
unexpected
,
and
hot
.
My
hands
stay
in
his
hair
,
pulling
gently
as
I
try
to
quiet
my
too
-
loud
breathing
.
He
gazes
up
at
me
through
impossibly
long
lashes
,
his
eyes
a
scorching
smoky
gray
.
His
hands
reach
up
and
undo
the
button
on
my
jeans
,
and
he
leisurely
pulls
down
the
zipper
.
Without
taking
his
eyes
off
mine
,
his
hands
move
beneath
the
waistband
,
skimming
me
and
moving
to
my
behind
.
His
hands
glide
slowly
down
my
backside
to
my
thighs
,
removing
my
jeans
as
they
go
.
I
cannot
look
away
.
He
stops
and
licks
his
lips
,
never
breaking
eye
contact
.
He
leans
forward
,
running
his
nose
up
the
apex
between
my
thighs
.
I
feel
him
.
There
.
“
You
smell
so
good
,
”
he
murmurs
,
and
closes
his
eyes
,
a
look
of
pure
pleasure
on
his
face
,
and
I
practically
convulse
.
He
reaches
up
and
tugs
the
duvet
off
the
bed
,
then
pushes
me
gently
so
I
fall
on
to
the
mattress
.
Still
kneeling
,
he
grasps
my
foot
and
undoes
my
Converse
,
pulling
off
my
shoe
and
sock
.
I
raise
myself
up
on
my
elbows
to
see
what
he
’
s
doing
.
I
’
m
panting
…
wanting
.
He
lifts
my
foot
by
the
heel
and
runs
his
thumbnail
up
my
instep
.
It
’
s
almost
painful
,
but
I
feel
the
movement
echoed
in
my
groin
.
I
gasp
.
Not
taking
his
eyes
off
mine
,
again
he
runs
his
tongue
along
my
instep
and
then
his
teeth
.
Shit
.
I
groan
…
how
can
I
feel
this
there
?
I
fall
back
onto
the
bed
,
moaning
.
I
hear
his
soft
chuckle
.
“
Oh
,
Ana
,
what
I
could
do
to
you
,
”
he
whispers
.
He
removes
my
other
shoe
and
sock
,
then
stands
and
removes
my
jeans
completely
.
I
’
m
lying
on
his
bed
dressed
only
in
my
bra
and
panties
,
and
he
’
s
staring
down
at
me
.
