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and her hips moved to the edge of the chair,
seeking contact with his body.  
    “This vintage has
never tasted better,” he breathed against her body, lapping up every last drop
of wine on her torso.   Pushing her
against the back of the chair, he grabbed the wine glass again and poured a
little over the short, soft hairs covering her pussy.   He set the glass back on the table.   Leaning forward, his tongue lapped up her
slick folds.   “I take that back,” he said
between swipes at her clit with his tongue.   “This vintage has never tasted better than it does right now.”   His thumbs separated her lips and he eagerly
buried his tongue inside her.   Her hips
lifted off the chair and her hand gripped his hair, pulling his face even
further into her.   The wine combined with
her juices was an aphrodisiac he could get used to.
    “Fuck,” she cried
out.   His tongue laved up her slit before
circling her clit.   His looked up
her.   Her head hung back.   Her eyes were closed tight.   Closing his lips over her clit, he sucked on
it.   Her eyes shot open and their gazes
met.   His cock was straining against his
jeans.   Watching her come apart before
him was amazing.   Her thighs started to
quiver around him.   He slid a hand up her
leg and penetrated her with two fingers, stroking that area inside her he knew
would take her over the edge.   “Oh, God!”   Her pussy
squeezed his fingers tightly before her whole body shook as she rode out her
orgasm.   He removed his fingers from
inside her and lapped up all the juices that flowed from her sex.
      “I want to fuck you,” Elizabeth said, pushing his head back and
sliding onto his lap, straddling him.   Her fingers made short work of the button and zipper of his jeans.   Hearing her words and feeling her hand reach
inside of his jeans and wrap around his cock made him moan.   The jeans had been their only barrier.   She opened the fly of his jeans as wide as
possible in the position he was in and pulled him free.   Rising up on her knees , she impaled herself on his cock.
    “Holy fuck,” he
yelled.   The skin-to-skin contact… the
slickness of her vaginal walls clamping down on his cock was more than he could
handle.   He had never had sex with a
woman without a condom.   He was always so
very careful.   Even with his ex, he used
a condom.   His friends always told him he
was missing out.   He had no idea.   Jesus
Christ!   The feeling was
unbelievable.   She rocked in his lap,
throwing her head back and moaning.   He
grabbed her hips and held her still.   “ Elizabeth , I don’t have a
condom on,” he said.   His words came out
raspy because the feel of her tight, wet pussy covering him completely made it
hard for him to breathe.  
    “John,” she
whispered, leaning forward next to his ear.   “I’m clean.   I promise you.   I trust that you are too.   And I’m on the pill.”   She nibbled his ear lobe between her teeth
before pulling back and staring into his eyes.   “Can I fuck you now?”   The growl
that tore through his chest surprised even him.   Any hesitation he had was quickly absolved with her words and the feel
of her gripping him.    
    “Fuck, yes,” he
replied.   He released his tight grip on
her hips.   She immediately started
gliding up and down his cock.   Pressing
her lips against his mouth, she circled her hips, grounding her clit into his
pelvis.   Dipping his tongue into her
mouth, he swallowed her moan.   His hands
roamed over her smooth body, touching every part of her, as she worked him
over.   He’d never felt anything this
intimate.   He’d never had a woman take so
much control over his pleasure and her own.   John knew he was only minutes away from erupting inside of her, but he
wanted her to come again.   He slid his
hand down the front of her body over her abdomen until he found her mound.   His thumb circled her clit before putting
light pressure on the hard