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She caressed the hard length of his cock with slow, easy strokes Her fingers moved from base to shaft, stroked lower and curved around the heavy sac of his balls She licked his chest, nipped it, kissed it

She loved him the only way she kne With her touch, with her kiss Moving lower, knees bending as she knelt before hied crest

She stared up at him, sucked hi hair falling over his shoulders The broad planes and angles of his face were tight with need now, his lips heavy with sensual hunger

“God, your ain “Suck me, Anya Sweet coya Take me into your mouth”

His coya She was his coya here, but nowhere else

Her lips parted as she drew the thick head inside Immediately a pulse of pre-cuhtning and male promise She loved the taste of him Loved the power and the promise in his taste, in his touch

His fingers in her hair, the tight flex of his thighs, the throb of heavy veins beneath the silken flesh of his cock

“Anya Yes, daood”

His hipsinside the heated depths as she opened for him, took as much as she could and sucked hiue Another pulse of heated fluid and she ilder, hungrier Another and she was desperate, whi for him

And he was there Lifting her into his ar her across his desk His lips played with her nipples, first one, then the other Hunger enfolded theht to devour each other

Her lips were at his shoulder, his on her breast His hands stroked her thighs, h the silken folds as her head tipped back, a strangled cry leaving her lips at the pleasure washing over her

“I need to taste you” Heated, rough, his lips moved down her stomach “All that sweet cream I can smell So hot and sweet, Anya”

His lips caressed, licked, kissed to her thighs Pushing her legs farther apart, he h the wet center as she cried out his name

She arched, begged Her legs fell over his shoulders as his hands gripped her rear, held her to him, and he ate her with a pleasure she couldn’t contain Heated, hungry lips, his tongue an instrument of pleasure and lust He licked and stroked Electric pleasure whipped through her, left her writhing beneath each caress

Her fingers tightened in his hair as his tongue circled her clit, his lips surrounded it, and the suckling, heated pressure began to draw ecstasy to its pinnacle