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nipples through her lacy
white bra. He pulled the cups down to reveal her pink-tipped breasts, but as he
moved to play with them, Elyse frowned and pushed his hands aside. This was her
show now.
    On
her knees, with him again stretched out on the floor, Elyse lowered her head to
take him in her mouth. She took him as deeply as she could. He was large, but
not too large—not freakishly so, like some porn star. She alternated sucking
him slowly with leisurely licks up his shaft, swirling her tongue around the
ridge of the cockhead, dipping it into the well at the tip.
    “Ahh,
God, yeah, like that,” he murmured, watching her. Elyse pulled back a moment,
holding him, her lips wet. When she looked at him, his eyes were dark,
glittering with lust and something more. Something she wasn’t ready to
acknowledge.
    She
bent to continue her task, and as she did, Adam urged her to maneuver the lower
half of her body toward his upper half. Soon Elyse’s knees were on either side
of Adam’s head. His hands gripped her upper thighs and ass, and then he lowered
her to his mouth and began to eat her succulent sweetness.
    “Yes,”
she hissed, as his tongue bathed her swollen labia, and dipped into her already
wet pussy. Though she’d already had one orgasm, she was riding the edge of
another. Adam’s clever supple tongue saw to that, as it played figure eights
around her clit and the mouth of her pussy.
    But
she wanted to make him come, too. God, it had always been good between them.
Though she’d had a few boyfriends before first meeting Adam, they’d been just
that—boys. Guys she’d had fun with, experimented with, fumbling and giggling.
Guys who forgot her as easily as she forgot them. She’d learned from her
mother, then from her grandmother, not to hold anything or anyone too closely.
    With
Adam it was different, right from the start. He was seven years older than her
and far more experienced. With him she had the kind of orgasms she thought only
existed in erotic novels. She’d done things she hadn’t done with anyone else,
things she never imagined doing.
    Don’t
go there!
    No.
She wouldn’t go there. She didn’t want to remember the past, didn’t want to
worry about the future. Didn’t want to think at all. She wanted to feel .
    Elyse
used every trick she knew with her lips and tongue and even her teeth, to bring
him off. She alternated long slow licks with brief sucks and teasing twirls. He
was her ice-cream cone, her lollipop, her candy cane. She tried not to get
distracted by the gentle flicks of his tongue on her clit, by the pressure and
movements of his hands on her ass.
    Adam’s
hands squeezed tight, and he gave one more sweet suck on her clit. Her body convulsed,
toppling into orgasm as the contractions sent sparks shooting through her,
Elyse pumped his cock hard, and he came too, splattering her breasts with his
thick white fluid. As the delicious spasms subsided and she sank onto the
carpet. They lay side by side, Adam’s hand gently caressing her thigh.
    Yes,
she had missed him. Not just for the incredible sex, but for times like this
when he touched her so gently, told her how beautiful she was. It wasn’t easy
for Adam to let go and show his softer side. But after sex, he seemed to give
himself permission to relax and let himself be cared for.
    Snap
out of it, the warning voice inside her clanged. You’re getting in trouble . Elyse
sat up, got to her feet and went into the bathroom. She cleaned herself up and
removed her bra.
    What
are you doing? she asked the utterly dissolute woman in the mirror. The one with the swollen
mouth, the red face, the tangled hair.
    The
woman didn’t answer. She turned away from Elyse, who now stood in the doorway
wearing nothing but a pair of black hose.
    Adam
was standing, more or less back to rights, but sleepy-eyed and mussed. Those
sleepy eyes sparked with hunger when he saw her posed in the doorway with one
hip cocked.
    “You
have too many clothes on,” Elyse