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moment he’d
seen that little belly stud. He licked her, and he licked her slowly, taking
his time, enjoying himself, loving the taste of her.
    She
sighed as his tongue made contact, shivering underneath him, then muttered his
name. The sound of it on her lips, as he pleasured her with his tongue,
hardened him past the point of reason, and before he could stop himself Andros
buried his face in her pussy.
      He licked, and he nibbled, and he sucked. Not
a single inch was left alone. Lyra screamed as he sucked her clit into his
mouth, nipping it slightly with his teeth.
    “Andros…no…”
    He
ignored her, nipping some more before dipping a finger inside. Her pussy
muscles clenched around him, pulling him in. Andros’ dick prodded against his
pants—desperate to burst free.
    How
he wanted to give into it!
    But
he was not a selfish lover, and this was no hurried seduction.
    Another
finger joined the first, testing, ensuring she was ready. She welcomed it,
bucking her hips against his hand even as he continued to ravage her with his
mouth.
    When
her thighs started to quiver, her gasps becoming more frequent, Andros knew—that
at last—it was time. He pulled back and unzipped his pants, not even thinking
about the fact that he was still fully dressed. A moment later and a condom was
pulled from his wallet, and rolled onto his dick.
    He
gripped himself around the base of his shaft, looked deeply into Lyra’s eyes,
and pumped his dick up and down. Pleasure tingled along the length, making him
groan.
    “How
I want you.”
    She
blinked, once, and then again, before gesturing him forward. “Then take me,
Andros. I need you to.”
    So Andros
did the thing he’d planned to do since he’d seen her sat at that fucking bar.
He spread her thighs and buried himself inside of her.
     
     

 
    Chapter Seven
     
    How
long had she waited for this? How many months spent looking at his picture and
imagining? How many nights closing her eyes and fantasizing? And now at last.
    At last.
    Lyra’s
eyes fluttered open as Andros settled above her, his cock now sheathed in
rubber, his intentions oh so clear. Her body was clamoring for him, and orgasm
so close it was almost unbearable, and she wiggled her hips, desperate to have
him inside of her, desperate to feel her body tighten around him.
    He
pushed forward, his cock head nudging against the entrance to her pussy. The
feel of it was enough to make her moan out loud. He was still dressed, she
realized. Hadn’t even taken the time to undo his tie or shrug off his suit
jacket. Part of her liked that, the fact he lusted after her so much he
couldn’t pause for a moment; then too there was a certain eroticism to her
being naked, lying beneath him, whilst he fucked her fully clothed. It made her
feel dirty and naughty.
    She
liked that feeling.
    His
cock slid against her, testing her wetness and she tilted her hips to encourage
him, because Lyra was so ready. She doubted she’d ever come this close to being
ready before. Her nipples were stiff, her pelvic muscles tight with
anticipation. She could feel his thick head against her opening, feel her own
body practically begging him to fill her the fuck up.
    She
opened her mouth to demand he do just that, but never got the chance. Without
so much as a word, or a look, Andros buried himself inside of her, to the very
hilt, filling her up with every inch of him.
    Lyra
gasped. She couldn’t help it. A pure shot of pleasure rushed straight to her
brain, her pussy contracted, and her heart raced. She had known it would be
like this! That he would make her gasp and quiver. Somewhere, deep down, it
felt like it was always going to be this way, and she tilted her hips even
higher, encouraging, no demanding, more.
    He
gave it to her, pushing against her body with his until there was nothing but
skin between them.   
    His
body covered hers entirely, his shirt stretching across his chest as he held
himself above her, his arms taut under his suit jacket.