Too hot to handle

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Authors: Liz Gavin
between my thighs. I buck
against him, gripping his shoulders for balance. My catlike eyes have a
devilish glint as my soft hand travels south along the hard landscape of this
chest. I unbuckle him as fast as a lightening, pulling my prize out. His pants
drop to his feet and he kicks them out of the way.
    I run my
fingers along the silken shaft, gripping, stroking Sam’s flesh. His breathing falters.
He fights to control his body. I smile at the way his cock jerks against my hand,
swelling, begging for my attention.
    He pulls my
head to kiss me harder now, the urgency stokes my own fire. I can smell his
arousal and am dying to drink him in, to feel the large mushroom head against
my tongue. I swirl us both around before dropping to my knees, so fast he
couldn’t have stopped me, even if he wanted to. Sam is leaning against the
gazebo railing now and I put both my hands on his thighs to keep my balance.
    “It’s so
beautiful.”
    I sigh
before starting to kiss him, swirling my tongue around the tip of his cock and
sucking the drops of moisture, the salty taste teasing my senses. I breathe in his
musky scent as I open my mouth to enclose his hardness. Sam fights back a groan
when he sees me on my knees, and when my tits rub his naked thighs as I move my
body against his.
    “God, if you
keep that up, I just might explode”
    “That’s the
idea, silly.”
    I wrap my
fingers around him, pumping his shaft, exerting the right pressure on all the
right places. He tangles his hands in my red curls and clenches his jaws
determined to keep his body under control. But I have other plans for my Dom. I
close my mouth around his cock, pushing it slowly inside the wet heat of my
mouth as the wicked tip of my tongue flicks across his slit. When I run my
tongue along his length, bottom to top, his thighs quiver. Sam manages to keep
his balance by digging his fingers into my hair, scraping my scalp. But he
can’t suppress the roar that escapes him.
    I feel his
ecstasy reflected in my own aching cunt. My clit is hard and the moisture that
has been pooling between my legs slowly overflows my sex and drips along my
thighs. We can both smell it but I’m only concerned about his satisfaction. My
own gratification is in knowing that I’m able to give him so much pleasure.
That’s reward enough.
    I grab his
buttocks as I bob my head up and down, faster as he slides down my throat. He’s
so big I need to open my mouth wide and breathe through my nose. My moans come
out muffled because of his cock and I make loud slurping noises as I squeeze
his balls tight and feel Sam bucking against my hands. I dig my fingers on his
butt cheeks, then, spread them apart. I run a slender finger along his crack.
He inhales deeply. I play with his back hole, teasing it with the tip of my
finger. Then, I enter him, fucking his ass with two fingers. I stretch his hole
as I suck his dick and squeeze his balls. Sam is so frantic he fucks my face
like he would do to my cunt. No mercy. I feel his balls tightening as I find
the little hidden pleasure spot inside his ass. I press hard and that triggers
his climax.
    “Aargh!”
    He wails as
his control slips away completely. I swallow his cum as he explodes down my
throat. I suck his shaft hard and lick it thoroughly. I don’t want to waste any
of his delicious honey. I look up at his beautiful classic features now
contracted in a mask of pure ecstasy. His head is thrown back, his deep blue
eyes are closed to the world and his mouth hangs open. He’s moving it but he’s
unable to articulate any coherent sounds. His whole muscular body is still
shaking in the throes of passion. He is a vision of lustful beauty and
fulfillment and I’m responsible for that. That is power and I thrive in
it. I sigh deeply. As I let go of his softening cock, wipe my mouth and stand
up in front of him.
    Suddenly,
everything around me starts to fade away. I stretch my hand but it goes through
Sam’s body. He’s slowly vanishing. I

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