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“
Let
go
,
baby
,
”
he
murmurs
.
His
teeth
close
round
my
nipple
,
and
his
thumb
and
finger
pull
hard
,
and
I
fall
apart
in
his
hands
,
my
body
convulsing
and
shattering
into
a
thousand
pieces
.
He
kisses
me
,
deeply
,
his
tongue
in
my
mouth
absorbing
my
cries
.
Oh
my
.
That
was
extraordinary
.
Now
I
know
what
all
the
fuss
is
about
.
He
gazes
down
at
me
,
a
satisfied
smile
on
his
face
,
while
I
’
m
sure
there
’
s
nothing
but
gratitude
and
awe
on
mine
.
“
You
are
very
responsive
,
”
he
breathes
.
“
You
’
re
going
to
have
to
learn
to
control
that
,
and
it
’
s
going
to
be
so
much
fun
teaching
you
how
.
”
He
kisses
me
again
.
My
breathing
is
still
ragged
as
I
come
down
from
my
orgasm
.
His
hand
moves
down
my
waist
,
to
my
hips
,
and
then
cups
me
,
intimately
…
Jeez
.
His
finger
slips
through
the
fine
lace
and
slowly
circles
around
me
—
there
.
Briefly
he
closes
his
eyes
,
and
his
breathing
hitches
.
“
You
’
re
so
deliciously
wet
.
God
,
I
want
you
.
”
He
thrusts
his
finger
inside
me
,
and
I
cry
out
as
he
does
it
again
and
again
.
He
palms
my
clitoris
,
and
I
cry
out
once
more
.
He
pushes
inside
me
harder
and
harder
still
.
I
groan
.
Suddenly
,
he
sits
up
and
tugs
my
panties
off
and
throws
them
on
the
floor
.
Pulling
off
his
boxer
briefs
,
his
erection
springs
free
.
Holy
cow
…
He
reaches
over
to
his
bedside
table
and
grabs
a
foil
packet
,
and
then
he
moves
between
my
legs
,
spreading
them
farther
apart
.
He
kneels
up
and
pulls
a
condom
onto
his
considerable
length
.
Oh
no
…
Will
it
?
How
?
“
Don
’
t
worry
,
”
he
breathes
,
his
eyes
on
mine
.
“
You
expand
,
too
.
”
He
leans
down
,
his
hands
on
either
side
of
my
head
,
so
he
’
s
hovering
over
me
,
staring
down
into
my
eyes
,
his
jaw
clenched
,
eyes
burning
.
It
’
s
only
now
that
I
register
he
’
s
still
wearing
his
shirt
.
“
You
really
want
to
do
this
?
”
he
asks
softly
.
“
Please
,
”
I
beg
.
