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JAMES

Perfection.

The highest caliber of beauty I'd ever laid eyes on.

Two luminous, round globes swung up in the moonlight prickling through the window.

Leah knelt on the bed, her face pressed into the comforter, while her curious fingers teased her clit from between her thighs.

The erotic sight sent me into a quivering fit and my cock pulsed angrily against the confines of my briefs.

My eyes locked onto several sweet drops of honey rolling down her pink petals, tangling in the shroud of little dark curls.

I could smell her—practically already taste her—melting against my tongue.

I could eat her for looking so delicious.

In fact, I think I will.

Licking my fingers clean of her juices, I pulled her silky-soft thighs apart and lightly ran my tongue down her slit.

A burst of womanly flavor filled my mouth and urged me on, to devour her flower like the last fruit. She was sopping with her arousal.

Leah moaned into the comforter and clutched the sheets in little fists.

As I plunged my tongue into her sweet little cave, I squeezed her thick hips with my hands. She felt so soft under my touch.

I could dive into her body and never leave.

She sputtered for air when I cupped her mound with one hand. My thumb popped her clit once before rubbing it in slow, agonizing circles.

Leah whimpered.

"Tell me what you need," I said, pulling my face away from her cunt to wipe my mouth. "Beg for it."

"James . . . I need you." She groaned. "Please! Fuck me!"

"As you wish."

Leaning back on my knees, I took my pulsing cock into my fist. I worked it firmly and flicked its head.

Leah wiggled her ass impatiently.

"Don't rush me," I growled with a swift slap to her ass cheek, making it jiggle.

"But—"

I slipped my dick into her sopping hole, silencing her.

Leah bit the pillow under her cheek and moaned. Her pussy walls tightened and I had to be still for a moment and breathe.

No fun blowing a load so soon.

But holy fuck have I been deprived.

My hands slid around her soft waist as I thrust slowly in and out. I took each tit in one of my hands and squeezed them.

She ground herself back against my pelvis. I gnashed my teeth together.

How could something feel both rapturous and torturous at the same time?

Pulling my cock out, I roughly flipped Leah onto her back. She gasped as took her ankles and hooked them over my shoulders.

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