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his body I had in my mouth.
    The sensation must have been too much for him, because his expression of desire became an almost ravenous hunger.
    He pulled his finger away from my lips, moved in, and kissed me.
    Took me.
    Possessed me.
    His arms enveloped me, one encircling my waist and the other moving up my back.
    He crushed me against him – not forcing himself on me, but pressing me tight against him.
    His body was heavenly, firm and strong beneath his clothes. I clutched the back of his jacket, feeling the wall of well-sculpted muscles beneath my hands.
    And his mouth… ohhhhhh…
    His lips pressed against mine, firm but gentle. He brushed them across my skin, the same way he had inflamed me just seconds ago with his touch.
    I opened my lips wide, inviting him in.
    His tongue met mine… slowly… gently… taking his time. He alternated between using just his lips, then slowly caressing my tongue with his, the most arousing kiss I’d ever had in my life.
    His hand around my waist slowly dropped down to my rear end and cupped my cheek, feeling my curves, then pressed me against his hips.
    Oh.
    My.
    GOD.
    I couldn’t see anything – my eyes were closed and I was completely lost in the kiss – but there was this very long, very thick, very hard pressure between me and him. He was fully aroused – he had to have been.
    Before I slept with them, I had felt several boyfriends’ erections through their pants during makeout sessions – but I had never felt something like that before.
    Nothing that massive .
    I had to touch it.
    I was dying to touch it.
    I had to feel it in my hand.
    I let my fingers drift down below his belt and grazed my hand along the cloth.
    No matter how wet I was before, a couple of seconds later I was drenched.
    I was not what you would call experienced. One boyfriend in high school, two in college, and a guy I had dated three months before I left for Los Angeles. All nice guys. All a bit taller than me, all fairly cute, all of average build, and every one of them pretty much the same ‘down there.’ Sex had ranged from fair to good, and I had just assumed that size didn’t matter much. Except for the actors I saw in porn clips (usually viewed with my fingers over my eyes as my second college boyfriend laughed at me and tried to get me to watch), I figured 99% of the male population was built a certain way, and I probably wasn’t ever going to run into the 1%.
    I had apparently just run into it.
    As my fingers traced the amazing length and cupped the substantial girth of the shape in his pants, I let out another moan.
    I was sooooo turned on it wasn’t funny.
    I didn’t even know why. Porn clips definitely didn’t do it for me. Guys in those videos made me go ewww instead of aaahhh .
    I guess it was that I was so wildly turned on by him anyway, that the size of him… it sparked something deep inside of me. I felt so feminine as I held him, overwhelmed by the sheer masculinity of him.
    Then his hand closed around mine and forced me to grip that thick, hard shape even tighter.
    He pulled his mouth away from mine and moved his lips to my ear.
    “You feel that?” he growled – so low it was a whisper, the tickle of air on my skin exciting me even more.
    I nodded silently, because I couldn’t speak. I didn’t trust myself – I was afraid if I tried to answer, I might start moaning again. Continuously and loudly.
    “ YOU do that to me,” he breathed. “ YOU make me hard like that.”
    Yeah… I was right. I moaned again. I couldn’t help myself.
    His lips traced the edges of my ears. I was whimpering now, unable to think.
    His hand on my ass caressed its way up my spine and lightly gripped my hair. Slowly, gently, he pulled my head back so that my neck was completely exposed – and he began to kiss and lick me. Not wet, just the lightest touch of his tongue as it traced its way across my skin, down my throat, all the way to my collarbones, then back up the other side.
    I had to lean