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side, he traveled until he reached her swollen clitoris. Puckering up, John sipped from her unfurling flower.
    Valerie drummed her heels on the table. At the upstairs neighbor’s knock, she hissed and wrapped her strong thighs around his head.
    â€œCome on, come on,” she chanted as she thrust her mound deeper and deeper into his eager mouth.
    John kept his lips and tongue soft, resisting the urge to stab at her tender bloom. He was determined to take her higher and higher until he sunk in her. As it was, she writhed under him and hissed through her teeth. A glance up her flushed body showed him her rounded abdomen, rigid nipples, and fully extended fangs.
    His cock thumped against the inflexible material of his pants. God above, she was blisteringly hot. Unable to keep his hands motionless, he covered her breasts with his palms, squeezing and plucking her erect nipples.
    â€œMotherfucker,” Valerie ground out. With an enormous gasp for oxygen, she came all over his face.
    John readied his hand at her vagina, ready to take her on yet another trip.
    â€œI don’t think so,” she muttered. She braced her hip and pushed, rolling on top of him. They bumped up against the kitchen counter.
    â€œHow about we take this to the bed?” He smiled.
    Valerie stripped off her bikini as she sprinted for the bedroom. She landed on the bed, her hand cupping her mound and pressing as John toed off his socks and let his torn shirt fall. Still in his pants, he lay down next to her.
    â€œLet me kiss you again.” He took her hand in his and lifted it from her vulva.
    â€œI don’t think so.” Valerie yanked the button on his jeans. The brass button pinged in the far corner and rattled to a halt. Breathing through her teeth, she wrenched his zipper down.
    â€œHey! Careful with that!” John swatted at her hands.
    â€œI’m going to take you right here, pretty boy.” She stripped him of his pants and, sweet blood below, the man wasn’t wearing any underwear. Valerie hadn’t many lovers, but she knew that this was a very special penis. Instead of a bend to the left or the right, it curved downward in a perfect gentle curve. She wrapped her hand around him and stroked.
    His eyes crossed and his head thumped against the pillows.
    She straddled him, holding his shoulders against the firm mattress. The tips of her breasts stung as they pushed her skin to its limits. Valerie twisted and stroked her sensitized nipples across his hairy chest. “So damn good.” She thrashed back and forth. Each individual hair shot tiny electric sparks over her breasts and hanging belly.
    â€œMore. I need more.” She lifted his cock and lowered herself onto him. The crest of his head and that intriguing arch combined a perfect one-two punch of pleasure on her G-spot. Desire poured through her like hot honey.
    John seized her hips and guided her into a fast trot on him. “Ride me,” he ordered in Valerie’s ear. She shuddered at his words. “I want to see you on my cock.”
    Valerie wanted to surrender to his lead, but her pride held her back. Defiantly, she stopped her bouncing.
    â€œI’ll ride you,” she hissed as she pulled herself up until only his head filled her. “I’ll fuck myself on you and you’ll like it.”
    John merely smiled and nudged his legs wider, forcing her to shift forward. She closed her eyes as his thick, thick cock opened and spread her. A thrust with his hips and she bit her lip, trying to control her response.
    Firm fists caught her hair. He yanked her, forcing her to look at him. “Scream for me. Don’t ever hold it back.”
    She shook her head, nearly helpless at the feeling of his cock thumping against her sensitive walls. He yanked, setting a pace that drove him into her throat.
    Despite her eagerness to take this risk, old habits clutched her in vicious claws. Valerie whimpered, her eyes closed, fighting the