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fantasy for the past year.
    Gripping his hair, I hold him close and tug at the same time.  The pressure builds inside me almost too much to bear as he starts to lick the top of my opening.  A place on my body that is extra sensitive.  A place most men ignore but he’s thorough.  He gives it large strokes, long strokes, short strokes.  His hands slide under my ass and grip my cheeks pressing me even tighter to his face as his tongue starts making quick flicks in and out.  Ripples start high in my belly working their way down until they gather in that one spot tightly bound together ready to explode. 
    “Oh God.  Oh God.  Oh God!”  I buck and bounce in his hands.  I am hot, wet, and grinding against him and he’s driving me out of my mind.  I raise my legs, my heels dig into the buttery-soft leather couch cushion with small moans and soft keening cries escaping past my lips. 
    “Come for me, Daredevil.”  He bites down on my clit.  “Come for me, Ashley.”  He sucks me deep into his mouth and rams two fingers deep inside my body. 
    I explode in an array of colorful fireworks and lights behind my eyes.  My cries reverberate throughout the room, echoing off the stone fireplace.  “Gage!”  I scream.  He continues licking and sucking and doesn’t stop until I can’t move a single muscle.
    “I’m sorry, Daredevil,” he groans against my belly.  “I’ve got to fuck you now.”  He snags his jeans from the floor and pulls out a foiled wrapped condom and rips it open sheathing himself quickly and positions himself between my legs.
    “Do it,” I pant, wriggling against him.  “Do it hard, Gage.”
    He edges up my body as if he’s in no hurry at all and latches onto one of my sensitized nipples plunging deep at the same time.  His hands sweep down my sides to grasp my ass.
    I sigh in relief.  He’s finally inside me.  His hard, hot length fills me magnificently.
    “Perfect,” he growls around my nipple and it rumbles deep inside.  He looks up at me with a delicious hint of devilry glinting in his eyes and I move my hips. 
    My lashes lift.  My tongue flicks out and moistens my suddenly dry lips.  “Fuck me, Gage.” 
    Desire flares in his eyes, making my pussy clench.  “Yes, ma’am,” he says hoarsely between laughs and begins to move and I start to tremble all over again.   He plunges wildly between my legs.  Hard and fast.  Soft and slow.  Circling and thrusting.  All of it exactly what I wanted.  Exactly what I had hoped it would be. 
    “You feel so good, Ashley.”  He groans right before he lunges up and captures my mouth.  “You’re so wet and tight around my dick.  So good, baby.”  He groans against my mouth, sucking my tongue into his mouth and thrusting his into mine. 
    My need grows again as he pumps deep, his chest glistening with a fine sheen of sweat mirrored on his back as I rub my hands over his sides and up and down his spine.  He’s sleek and muscly and tanned and beautiful and I’m completely enthralled. 
    “I’ve been dying to know what it would feel like having you squeeze my cock with your tight little body, Ashley.” 
    I moan loudly as he reaches between our bodies and circles my clit, pinching it between his forefinger and thumb at the same time thrusting deep and shallow.  Deep and shallow. 
    “I’m coming again, Gage.”  I cry out as another orgasm rocks through me.  So boneless I don’t know if I will ever be able to move again even though the walls of my pussy are rippling deliciously still as my head falls back against the mound of pillows. 
    He grabs my hips, sits back on his heels and rams his cock deep over and over frantically pounding into my slick opening until finally with a guttural roar, his orgasm rips through him. 
    I watch as he sits back on his heels, his head bowed, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his cock still firmly planted in my body.  I feel his cock jerking inside of me as his breath