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Greg.
    Carefully she unzipped his pants. He stirred in his sleep, but she was certain he hadn’t woken up. Robin felt like a thief about to pull of some big heist. Tentatively she stroked him, feeling him harden under her touch. Was he having a dream about her? Would he question reality if he didn’t wake up until after she had finished?
    Pulling his shorts down she finally saw her prize, his half erect cock. She would soon change that. First she slid her hand up and down, watching him grow harder under her touch. Easing his pants further down meant she could cup his balls in one hand and fondle them while she lowered her head down to take the head of his cock in her mouth.
    Sucking hard, he jerked in his sleep. She eased off, and then took more of him in, keeping her mouth soft and gentle. Bobbing her head up and down, she took his length in her mouth, and then let it slide out. Jiggling his balls in her hand, tasting him with her mouth.
    Greg stirred again, and groaned. Either she wasn’t very good at this or he had been so tired he was in a deep sleep. Had he lain awake watching her, thinking things over? At least he hadn’t run out on her, that gave her a chance with him.
    Or would her taking advantage of him while he was asleep offend him? He might not like the idea of her doing this to him while he slept. Or maybe he was just pretending to sleep.
    Feeling a little stupid now, she took her mouth off his hard length, and moved away from him. Should she zip him back up? Why was she such a damn fool?
    Then his hand moved, he threaded his hand into her hair, and said, “Don’t let me stop you. I don’t think I’ve ever woken up to something quite so pleasurable.”
    She sat up, grabbed her pillow and hit him with it. “You asshole!”
    “What? I didn’t like to interrupt you when you were doing such a good job.”
    She hit him again. He stuck his hand up to fend her off, but she rained down one blow after another, laughing as she said, “I was feeling bad taking advantage of you.”
    “Taking advantage of me? What man wouldn’t like to be woken up in such a way?”
    “And I thought you were a gentleman.”
    He laughed. “Maybe you underestimated me Robin.”
    He grabbed her wrists, and turned her onto her back, pinning her hands above her head. “Maybe I’m not so nice after all.”
    “Show me?” she asked softly.
    He shook his head. “Robin ... I.”
    “Show me,” she repeated, lifting her head off the bed and kissing him softly on the lips. Her eyes went to his, asking him the question she hoped he would answer with his body.
    He relaxed, one hand releasing her hands and cupping her cheek, his thumb brushing her lips before being replaced by his mouth. Gently he explored her, his tongue pushing into her mouth, tasting her, teasing her.
    Robin eased her thighs apart, and he slipped between them, his body covering hers. She lifted her knees and wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing herself against him, hungry for him and all he had to give.
    Their mouths explored each other’s. Small kisses soft sighs, they relaxed, getting to know what the other liked, and how to push their arousal up another notch. His hand went under her clothes, finding her naked breasts, and the hard little buds that had longed to feel his touch. His fingers pinched them, teased them, rolling them until she squirmed under him.
    “Make love to me, Greg.”
    He didn’t ask her if she was sure, her body told him everything he needed to know. But there was a problem. “I don’t have protection.”
    “Second draw down,” she said, indicating to the side of the bed.
    Reaching across he pulled the draw open, and fished around until he found the small packet. Sitting up he began to undo his shirt, Robin’s eager fingers helped, wanting to see what lay under his clothes. She wasn’t disappointed. Firm and toned, his body was that of a man, not the boy she had seen on the beach in Hawaii. She slid her hands across his chest,