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of which she was feeling for
Cadeon right now. Cadeon hadn’t even gotten his dick out, and she was wetter
and hotter than she had ever been in her entire life. This was three years of
arousal built up, and if she didn’t feel that hard shaft of his plunging into
her, she was going to spontaneously combust.
    “You see what you do to me?” He wasn’t kissing her
any longer, but he still had his mouth pressed to her hers, and every word that
he had said caused his lips to move along hers. “I am so fucking hard, baby,” he
panted against her mouth, “That the saying ‘could drive nails through steel’ is
pretty fucking accurate of my condition right now.”
    A small gasp left her, and she closed her eyes.
    “No, open your eyes and look at me. I want you right
here with me.”
    She did as he asked, but found the simple act so
hard to accomplish, especially when he went back to running his tongue over her
lips, and pressing her hand more firmly on his denim covered dick. “I really
need you, Cadeon.”
    He groaned against her mouth, and in the next second
pushed her jeans down her thighs. She was all too eager to kick them aside. He
had his big hands on her ass, squeezing the mounds like he owned them. But she
knew that at this moment he did own them, and every other part of her body. She
wore a thong, so the bare cheeks of her ass were his for the taking. But he
still had his jeans on, and she wanted nothing between them. She unzipped his
pants, but before she could push them down like he had done for her he was
moving back and doing it himself. He had his jeans and boxer briefs off in
seconds flat. God, the man was built like the Hulk, and she wasn’t exaggerating
in the slightest. From his frame and bulging muscles, to the huge cock between
his thighs, Cadeon Morris was the epitome of the physical perfection of the
male form.
    “I can’t count the number of times I have looked at
your mouth and imagined your plump and pink lips
wrapped around my dick.” He gripped the root of his shaft and stroked it from the
tip and then back down to the base. “Come here, Stella.”
    She couldn’t move for several seconds as she was
riveted to what he was doing to himself.
    “Come here and let me see how well my imagination
holds up to reality.”
    Stella’s throat tightened, not from fear or
nervousness, but from extreme desire. She clenched her thighs together to, she hoped,
stop the flow of moisture that was leaving her at an embarrassingly quick rate.
Moving closer to him until their body heat combined as one, she felt beads of
sweat line the length of her spine.
    He reached out and ran his thumb along her bottom
lip, and gently pulled her flesh down. His lips parted as he watched the act,
and when he let go of her just as gently, it was to place his hand on her
shoulder. “Get on your knees, Stella, and open that pretty mouth for my cock.” He
exerted some pressure on her shoulder until she was getting down on her knees.
His shaft was hard and pointing right at her face, and being this close showed
the prominent veins that lined the length. Stella had never thought a dick was
attractive in itself, but Cadeon’s was like a work of art, even as clichéd as
that sounded. His balls were big and hung right below his shaft, and, not
thinking and just acting, she lifted her hand and
cupped the heavy weight. The sound he made seemed painful, and she quickly
looked up but saw he had his eyes closed and this look of ecstasy on his face.
    “That’s a good start, Stella.” He opened his eyes
and looked down at her. “Now suck my cock.”
    She opened her mouth but kept her gaze with his.
When the tip of his erection brushed along her lips he made another gruff noise
and moved his hand behind her head so he could grab a chunk of her hair. He
pushed her further toward his cock until she was forced to take half of it in
her mouth. Mouth stretched wide and lips wrapped fully around his length,
Stella felt her eyes water at the