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bulb went off over his head. Beautiful, passionate Alicia was uncomfortable with what she wanted sexually? Well, that was just wrong. He nipped, pinched and fondled her breasts with more force. Ali let out a little squeal and wiggled her hips. She fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, and Brad attempted to shift to give her more room. He wanted her hands on his bare skin in the worst way.
    “This couch is cramping my style, sweetheart,” he said with a grin. “Let’s go get more comfortable.” He helped her off his lap. She started to pull up the top of her dress. Brad stood and took her hand in his. The dress slid to the floor.
    The undisguised lust shining in Brad’s eyes was staggering. Ali hoped her quivering legs continued to hold her upright. When he had eagerly and skillfully obliged her earlier demand instead of getting weirded out by it, she had to fight the overwhelming urge to grind herself to release on his still clothed person. She was so horny her skin felt electrified. Maybe it had been a bad idea to forego sex for so long.
    Brad held her tightly to his side as they walked toward the bedroom.
    “I feel the need to mention that this isn’t my normal first-date behavior,” Ali commented while popping open the buttons of his shirt.
    “This is our third date.”
    “Huh?” She pushed his shirt off and ran her hands over his muscled upper arms.
    “Our swim yesterday was the first, and what we did in my dreams last night was definitely our second.” Brad grasped her around the waist and easily lifted her onto the mattress.
    “You’re crazy.” Ali laughed.
    “Quite possibly,” he replied, kicking off his shoes then removing his slacks and underwear.
    His erect penis was a gorgeous sight to behold, jutting proudly upward, thick and long. Ali stared and licked her lips.
    “What’s on your mind, sweetheart?” he asked, leisurely stroking himself from base to tip. He made no move to join her on the bed.
    Alicia hesitated, wildly conflicted between how she wanted to behave and how she thought she should behave. Was he looking for an answer, or was she supposed to show him? Did he want sweet and demure, or bold and brazen? She silently cursed the men of her past who she’d allowed to mess with her head. Erring on the side of caution, she patted the mattress and smiled sweetly.
    “Oh, my bad. I thought you wanted to suck my cock.” He brushed his thumb back and forth along the head of his penis while staring at her with a slight frown.
    “Okay.” She slowly scooted to the edge of the bed, but Brad stayed where he was, just far enough away where she couldn’t reach him.
    “Alicia, the shrinking violet act doesn’t do it for me, and I’m pretty damn sure it’s not the real you.”
    Her clit throbbed, her nipples hardened, and her pulse pounded in her ears.
    “You’re going to tell and show me what makes you feel good or what you’re not into, and I’ll do the same. Making love is no fun if it’s not honest.”
    I’ve died and gone to heaven , Ali thought with glee.
    “I’ve been repressing for a long time, Brad. You may regret opening the flood gates.”
    “It’s a risk I’m willing to take, sweetheart.”
    “Then get over here and let me suck that bad boy.” He did as she asked.
    She took his penis in one hand, cradled his balls in the other, and swirled the tip of her tongue along the bulbous crown. He tasted divine, and part of her wanted to savor and tease him, but it had been way too long since she’d had a cock in her mouth. Ali began her slow, sweetly torturous decent down his shaft, loving the stretching sensation of being filled full. He hit the back of her throat, and she held him there as long as she could before inching her way back upwards.
    Brad groaned loudly. “Jesus Christ, that’s incredible.” He twined his fingers through her hair and held tightly.
    His encouragement sent fire coursing through her veins. She increased her tempo while carefully rolling his