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longer waiting for permission to touch her, but she didn’t seem to mind.  Instead, her gaze bounced between the TV screen and what he was doing to her.  He kissed her breasts and licked her nipples, but didn’t linger.  He kept going, sprinkling kisses on her tummy until his lips hovered above her neatly trimmed pubic hair. 
    He ruffled the patch with his knuckles and inhaled, savoring her wonderful scent, enjoying the sight of her little pink bits peeking out at him.  “You’re going to taste so good, sweetness.  On my tongue.  Down my throat.  You getting wet for me?”
    She shuddered and he tucked a hand gently between her thighs.  She jerked but she didn’t pull away and neither did he.  “Ah.  There we go.  So sweet and warm.”  He pushed a finger into her, taking his time, being as gentle as he could be.  She made a sound of excitement, one she muffled with her hand.  He wanted to call her on it, but didn’t want to push her too far.  Instead, he withdrew his finger and painted her clit with her own juices, causing her to cry out again.  “You’re wet, but I want you to be even wetter.  So I’m going to use my mouth now, okay?”
    No longer even trying to muffle the sounds she made, she whimpered as he lowered his head and blew on her.  Slowly, he extended and stiffened his tongue, licking her clit.  She bucked and he held her down, watching her carefully for any hint of fear.  When none came, he swiped his tongue through her folds, moving slow, making sure she felt every second of it. 
    Then he opened his mouth and really got to work.
    Noah knew he was an accomplished lover.  He did whatever it took to please his partner and he did it for however long it took to get the job done.  One thing he did exceptionally well, however, was eat pussy.  He loved everything about it.  The feel, the smell, the taste of being between a woman’s legs.  To him, it was a precious delicacy to be savored. 
    He groaned when Jenna’s fingers tangled in his hair, pulling and pushing him as her pleasure spiked.  He let himself go a little more, getting a touch more aggressive, using his teeth to add an edge of pain to her pleasure.  Satisfaction glowed through him when she released a lusty moan and pulled him even closer. 
    She was amazing.  Sensual and sexual.   She should have been spending her life savoring her body and its responses rather than worrying that she was frigid or thinking of ways to get over her trauma.  He’d bet that some of her deepest fantasies involved force and that her being raped had made her terribly ashamed of that.  Now wasn’t the time, but he hoped he could help her realize that no matter what she wanted, she had nothing to be ashamed of and she hadn’t deserved what had happened to her.
    For now, however, he was going to make her come, and this time he wasn’t going to let her back away out of fear or shame. 
    He flattened his tongue and rubbed her clitoris over and over again.  And then he sucked the little kernel into his mouth at the same time he penetrated her with his finger.
    “Ah Noah.  Oh God.”
    “You remembering why you liked this, sweetness?”
    “Yes, but it—it never felt this good before.  No one’s ever made me feel this good.”
    “I’m glad,” he said, then got back to sucking.  He added another finger, stretching her, making her feel another bite of pain so it cranked up her pleasure even higher.
    Her body was shaking hard now.  She stiffened and pressed her hands to his shoulders.  “Noah?”
    “You’re going to come now, Jenna,” he said.
    “No, no no—” she breathed.  “I can’t.”
    “Like hell you can’t.  You’re going to do it.  Right now.  I want it.  Give it to me, Jenna.  Come.”
    She tried to shift away from him and, praying he was doing the right thing, he clamped his hands on her thighs, holding her where she was.  She stared down at him, her eyes wide with realization. 
    “I’m not going