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it. I gave her a little nip until her squeals turned into giggles.
    “Are you gonna take that remark back?”
    “That depends.”
    “On what?”
    “On whether you still have that look on your face.”
    I marched back to the bedroom, tossed her on the bed and started the tickle torture. She was dying in no time, begging for mercy.
    “Are you gonna take it back?”
    “YES! I take it all back,” she eked out through fits of giggles.
    “You swear it Terrington Mitchell?”
    “YES!”
    “Say it.”
    “I swear it!”
    I released her and she just stayed in the bed laughing. God help me but I felt myself get hard again. I cocked my head to the side and just stared at her. Her laughter dwindled down and my heart beat started that giddy-upping.
    She sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed and wrapped her slender fingers around me and before I had time to think, she had her hot and wet mouth around my hardness.
    “Oh Christ Terri.” I felt her heat all the way to the arches of my feet. She slid her mouth up and down on me and I knew I couldn’t last very long, watching her like that. Her long dark hair hung loosely around her wrists and suddenly she looked up at me and her eyes, oh fuck, those azure blues of hers settled on mine and I couldn’t get a damn meager bit of air into my lungs.
    One of her hands inched its way up to my stomach and she started doing little things with her fingers that made me want to scream out her name.
    I threw my head back and I knew I was going to release, but I didn’t want to do that to her.
    “Terri stop.”
    She kept going.
    “Terri, baby, I’m not going to last.”
    She stopped then, but only for a second. “I don’t want you to last Justin.” And then her mouth was back on me.
    I didn’t want to do that to her, I really didn’t. “Please Terri. I don’t want to do this to you.”
    My words set her off and she grabbed my ass with both hands and squeezed and that’s all it to ok. I was a goner. Nothing but one massive orgasm.
    My arms ached to hold her; my body was hypersensitive to all touch; I was lightheaded as I stood there. She released me and I immediately picked her up and kissed her, wrapping my body around hers. I couldn’t speak yet...my throat was still thick with my hunger for her.
    When my voice found its way back to me I told her, “You are an amazing woman Terrington Mitchell.”
    She responded with a husky laugh. “Well, I’m glad you think so.”
    “Oh, there’s no thinking about it babe. I know so.” I kissed her again. “Now I really need to feed you because I know you must’ve worked up an appetite over that.”
    She laughed again. “Well, you can say I owed you for earlier this morning.”
    I felt like I’d been punched in the gut. “Hey, there’s no owing. I don’t want you to ever do anything because you think you owe me.”
    From the look on her face, I knew I had mistaken her comment.
    “No, Justin, that’s not what I meant. I wanted to do that. I wanted to do that earlier but you wouldn’t let me. You’re so sexy...I just wanted to...well, I...what I mean is...”
    “Hey, Terri, just say it. No need to be shy here.”
    “Okay. You are totally sexy and I want to lick you all over. How’s that? This was just the beginning.”
      Wow! How’s that? I’ll tell you how’s that? I want to do a flip right now.
    “You like?” she asked.
    “Er, yeah. How can you tell?”
    “If your smile was any bigger, it’d be at your ears.”
    “Well, the image I get of you licking me all over puts that on my face sweetheart.” I brushed the hair off of her face and kissed her nose. “You are some kind of beautiful, by the way.”
    She smiled.
    “Hey, we need to eat. If we keep this up, we’ll never get out of here!”
    “I know, right?”
    I grabbed her hand and pulled her back into the kitchen where I started to cook up a huge breakfast of omelets, grits and toast.  When we were finished feasting, we cleaned up the dishes and she