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made short work of them, tossing
them over the side of the bed. Then she positioned herself between his legs and
slid her hands up his thighs.
    His cock was fully erect, leaning up toward
his lower belly. She took it in her hands, sliding her fingers along the warm,
firm flesh.
    He let out a husky groan that hitched in his
throat when she lowered her mouth to lick a line up the shaft. She teased him
for a minute—flicking her tongue along the head, gently squeezing his balls,
following one of the veins with her lips—until his thighs and belly were
visibly tense and he was clenching his fingers in the bedding.
    Then she took him fully in her mouth,
wrapping her fingers around the base of his cock and squeezing to match the
suction of her mouth. Every time she hollowed out her cheeks, she felt him make
an involuntary thrust up.
    His visceral reaction was exhilarating, and
a new arousal started to throb between her legs.
    “Yes,” Greg hissed, one of his hands moving
to tangle in her hair. “Oh baby, yes.”
    She was more turned on than ever as he
fisted his hand in her hair, gently guiding the bobbing of her head.
    She loved to see him like this. Loved that
she could make him feel this way.
    “Fuck, baby, you’re killing me,” he rasped,
jerking his head to the side as he visibly tried to restrain his urge to
thrust.
    She mumbled around his cock. It filled her mouth—firm
and salty and absolutely intimate. She wasn’t an expert at giving blow jobs but
she figured she was doing all right. She wasn’t sure what to do with her tongue,
but she tried to twirl it a little as she sucked.
    When she slanted her eyes up, she saw he was
staring down at where his cock disappeared into her mouth.
    She gave a muffled moan and squirmed her
bottom, trying to ease the ache of her pussy.
    “Fuck. Oh fuck.” Greg took a strained breath,
and then suddenly pulled her head up so that his erection slipped out of her
mouth.
    “Hey! I thought I was doing good.”
    “You were doing better than good,” he said
hoarsely, pulling her up toward him and arranging her until she was straddling
his hips. “But you’re turned on again too, so I figured we could both enjoy
it.”
    “I was enjoying—” Her objection was cut off
when she felt his fingers exploring her wet pussy.
    “Maybe you’ll enjoy this more.”
    He lifted his cock to line it up at her
entrance, and then she lowered herself until he was sheathed inside her. The
penetration was tight and substantial, and Victoria’s head fell back at the
sensations.
    She braced her hands on his shoulders,
folding her legs more comfortably around his hips. She wasn’t used to being on
top and so she felt a little strange and uncertain. His cock seemed enormous
inside her at this angle, and she was overly conscious of the extra flesh on
her thighs.
    Greg pulled her head down into a kiss then,
and the kiss distracted Victoria from her self-consciousness. She began to rock
over him, using her thighs to raise and lower her body until she’d established
a satisfying rhythm.
    They broke off the kiss as she started to
move more purposefully above him. The stimulation was delicious and, since she
was in control of the motion, she knew it wouldn’t take her long to come.
    Then she became aware of Greg’s hand,
stroking along the crease of her ass. His fingers explored even more intimately
until she felt one of his fingertips pushing against the tight entrance behind
her pussy.
    At the unexpected pressure, Victoria’s spine
stiffened into a dramatic arc. “Ah!” she gasped, her cheeks burning as she felt
the sustained pressure on such a vulnerable spot. “What—”
    “You don’t like that?” Greg eased his finger
back until it was just barely rubbing the clenched entrance.
    “I don’t know,” she admitted, her voice
strangled by both desire and anxiety. “I’ve never…”
    She’d never wanted to try anything like it
before. But something about the intense sensation of his exploring