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act. Everything about Delainey was lush and beautiful even though she might’ve considered her extra flesh a flaw. Hell, he might’ve before this moment but she was like a Goddess, overflowing with delicious sexual energy, pebbling her sweet nipples and begging for his mouth.
    He pounced the minute he entered the room, discarding his underwear and boldly walking toward her, his cock leading the way. He grinned when her eyes widened at his obvious erection and he wondered how much experience she’d had in the sack. Well, she’d admitted she wasn’t a virgin — thank God — but something told him she didn’t have a whole lot of notches on her bedpost and that was okay with him. He didn’t much care for the idea of too many guys going where he was about to stake his claim.
    He arched his brow. “You’re still dressed,” he said, shaking his head. “If you hope to keep that blouse, I suggest you take it off now.”
    With trembling fingers, Delainey slowly removed her top. When she hesitated at her bra, he motioned for her to continue, thoroughly enjoying the show. There was something sweet and innocent about the way she became bashful and uncertain. Not his usual style but it was a nice change of pace from the seasoned bitches and whores who often shared his bed. Delainey was like a breath of fresh air and he was ready to fill his lungs to bursting. But when her bra slid from her shoulders, revealing those pillowy mounds of sweet flesh, it was Bronx who suddenly felt off-kilter. He wanted to fill his mouth with those pink, pearled nipples and his fingers curled at his side, itching to claim. She had — hands down — the best tits he’d ever seen. And that was saying a lot.
    But Delainey took his stunned silence as a bad thing and immediately tried covering up but he was on her before she could. “Just what do you think you’re doing, Miss Jones,” he asked in warning, his gaze roaming the hills and valleys of her body, reveling in the bountiful softness beneath him. “I told you I wanted you naked. Don’t make me repeat myself.”
    She nodded shyly before asking tentatively, “Do I…I mean, do you still like what you see?”
    He chuckled without answering, choosing instead to slowly slide down her body, past her trembling belly to the gentle mound hiding what he wanted most. So cute. She didn’t shave like most women today but she was trimmed nicely, which he appreciated. There was nothing more irritating than getting a muff hair stuck in the teeth but honestly, she could’ve been sporting a ‘70s era bush and he would’ve been totally into it, and the fact that he realized that, threw him for a loop. Everything about Delainey was a shock. Particularly his reaction to her. Disconcerted by the tenderness of his thoughts, he grabbed her hips and jerked her to him with a dark smile. “Let’s get a taste of that pussy, shall we?” he said, laughing when she gasped and covered her face with her hands at his bold, almost crude talk. “What’s a matter, sweetness? Don’t you like dirty talk? Don’t want to know what I want to do to you?” She shook her head wildly but he didn’t believe it for a second. “Aww c’mon, sweetness…I promise you’re gonna like it. Never had any complaints, I promise.”
    “Just do it,” she squeaked from between her fingers, stiffening as he tested her wetness, dragging his index finger along the seam of her folds, inhaling the spicy musk of her pussy as if it were the finest perfumes because it fucking was. Damn. She smelled like heaven. Almost unreal. Enough talk, get your face in that pussy ! Bronx wasted no more time and dove between her thighs, burying his face between those fragrant folds, losing all sense of anything but dick-pounding lust.
    He sucked her swollen clit into his mouth, teasing the bud with rapid-fire flicks of his tongue, loving the way she moaned and gasped, her fingers wildly clutching at the comforter as he made her dance to the tune of his