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he’d eased my worries. “I promise, I’ll be gentle,” I teased.
    Sean ran his hands up my legs and placed a soft kiss at the V at my thighs. I gasped.
    Then he looked up at me. A hungry expression had replaced his smile. With complete seriousness he said, “Take that back.”
    My legs trembled. Wetness slicked in between my legs. “I do. Take it back.”
    “Lay down with me.” Not a demand, but a plea.
    It wasn’t like I could stand anyway.
    Lying on our sides we faced each other on the blanket. Sean caressed my curves so lightly that I couldn’t distinguish between his fingertips and the soft ocean breeze until it felt like my whole body was being touched at once, causing me to writhe in pleasure and in agony because I needed more.
    I leaned in to kiss him. Soft at first, exactly the way he was touching me. But then Sean threaded his fingers through my hair and kissed me into a wanton frenzy. Pressed against him, my pussy tingled, feeling how big and hard his cock was. I was ready to beg him to fuck me but that would’ve involved my mouth leaving his.
    After maneuvering me onto my back, his lips left mine to trace a path to my breasts. He lightly sucked on my nipple through the lace and then the other. It was erotic. Hot. My breasts wanted out of the confines of the bra. Sean must’ve felt the same way because with a frustrated yank he set them free. Sucking on my naked nipples, he was greedy now. A moan escaped my mouth. Then another.
    Finally, his fingers played with the folds of my pussy.
    “Oh, God, Kelsey, you are so wet for me.”
    “Sean!” I lifted my hips searching for more pressure to bring on the orgasm I could feel building inside me.
    “No. I want you to come into my mouth.”
    His mouth. Yes, his mouth. On my pussy. Now.
    The anticipation of his tongue heightened as his lips trailed down from my breasts to my belly and then he is there. His hot breath branded me as his.
    “Ah, Kelsey.”
    This wasn’t the time for talk and I pulled his head to where I needed it the most. He understood and licked me. Sucked on me. His hands firmly held my hips in place as he worked my pussy. I clenched the blanket, balling the fabric into my hands. My shouts of his name were lost to the wind. Or at least I hoped so. My body was a bundle of release and desire. I wanted to curl up in a ball. I wanted to ride him hard.
    I felt him move away from me. “You taste as sweet as your accent.”
    Rubbing my legs together, the pleasure continued to hum through me. I’d never experienced anything like it, not even by myself. He knew my body better than I did.
    I lifted my head just as he opened a foil packet.
    “Let me.” I wanted to feel the length and thickness of him in my hands.
    “No. Don’t move. I love looking at you. Sated. Yet, so ready for more.” He rolled on the condom. “So ready for me.”
    Lying on my back, I could only see a shadow of his cock. I cursed the moon for not being full.
    “Open your legs for me, Kelsey.”
    Not a demand, or a plea, but a prayer.
    I answered his so mine could be answered too.
    The cool air did nothing to ease the ache between my legs, intensifying the feeling until I thought I would come again.
    His cock filled more than my pussy, he was filling every fiber of my being. Like he was a part of me.
    “How do you want it, Kelsey?”
    I wanted it hard and fast. I wanted it slow and passionate. I wanted it all. Right now. I’d met Sean less than forty-eight hours ago, but my body felt like it had known him forever.
    I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. My breath had caught in my throat.
    Sean chose for me as he backed all the way out and then thrusts back in.
    “Yes, that!” I cried out.
    Each time he pulled out I felt like I was dying and when he pushed back in reborn.
    The slow build was torture. It was bliss.
    Over and over.
    A wave of pleasure crested inside me, higher and higher until I feared, yet still begged for the crash of release.
    I was way beyond ready, but I