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hand over her breast, Jessa rolled one nipple between thumb and forefinger. Blood rushed in, hardening it into a tiny point. It swelled and elongated between her fingers. The sensation was wonderful. A zing pulsed from breast to clitoris. Feeling braver, she wetted her fingers on her tongue and opened her imagination.
    The first thing that popped into Jessa’s mind was the couple she’d seen in the shadowy back corner of the bar. His tongue had laved all around her taut pink nipple before drawing it deep into his mouth and suckling it to throbbing awareness. Jessa slid her other hand down her abdomen, tickling her belly. Her breath caught as the muscles shrank away and quivered at her tentative touch.
    Connor wouldn’t have been timid. There was nothing timid about that man. But thoughts of Connor should not have slipped into her mind. He was forbidden, even more so than what Jessa was doing.
    But really, what was so bad about self-stimulation? Why had it always made her feel dirty, as if she should be hiding beneath the covers in the dark? Shoving the jumble of questions and ideas away, Jessa focused on her body. Especially on the delicious sensations she was feeling.
    Still working her nipples between her fingertips in turn, Jessa’s other hand drifted lower. She hesitantly ran her fingers through the soft curls between her legs. A thrumming tension gathered in her legs. Jessa imagined a pair of hands lifting her legs and spreading them wide. Then a thick, hard cock ready to push into her body.
    Her hand left her breasts and slid lower to spread her pussy lips wide. The air cooled her slick folds but only served to increase the aching want. Jessa sucked in a deep breath and slid her fingers boldly over the engorged folds of her vagina. Her back arched and a rush of hot cream drenched her hand as she savored the silky softness of her tender flesh.
    The swollen entrance to Jessa’s vagina was thick with her own juices. Every heartbeat brought on a new gush of sweet cream. Her fingers were sopping, sliding wetly across her labia. Jessa spread her fingers and straddled her clitoris. When she flexed her wrist against the pubic bone, it sent her fingers sliding up and down her silky slit. It was maddening to have the friction so close to the swollen tip of her clit.
    When she couldn’t take any more, she rested two fingertips against the sensitive hood of her clit and applied gentle pressure. Her hand moved quickly. The movement combined with her creamy juices to create a wet sound that was strangely erotic.
    Eyes closed, she thought of Alex touching his lover’s pussy. Jessa wanted to feel that arousal, to smell and taste the excitement. Jessa wanted a man to fuck her like that. As if the only place he wanted to be was straining between her legs until he spilled his cum deep inside her womb.
    Reaching down, Jessa wrapped one hand around the cool smoothness of the dildo. She imagined it hot and pulsing with life, eager to push its way inside her vagina. She gently ran the crown over her slit to lubricate the dildo with the cream rushing from her pussy. Relishing the feel of it slipping over the sensitive hood of her clit, she positioned the enormous cock at the entrance to her swollen sex.
    Jessa was positively aching. Every nerve from waist to toes was in flames. Her breasts were heavy, her nipples hard as diamonds. The anticipation of feeling that firm cock slamming into her vagina released another gush of cream from deep inside her body. There was a longing inside that had never been so acute.
    Jessa closed her eyes and pushed the cock deep on the first thrust. It was thick, thicker than anything she’d ever felt inside her vagina before. Her hips bucked involuntarily to ease the insertion. The movement sent the cock further inside, bumping lightly against her cervix. Jessa had never realized how empty she was inside. The dildo’s smooth length caressed the ribbed muscles of her pussy with gentle insistence. She’d