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matters is now, the heat in my belly, the fire in my blood, the warm pool of desire gathering between my legs.
    His hands are under my t-shirt, moving slowly over my heated skin. I groan as they move up to cup my breasts, finding my aching nipples through my bra.
    “Do you know how much I’ve missed this?” He whispers huskily. “Do you have any idea how crazy you’ve been driving me?”
    I can’t find the words to tell him how much I’ve missed his touch. My eyes find his, and I beg him silently not to stop. As if he can hear my thoughts, he starts to knead my breasts while teasing my nipples with his thumbs. Desire throbs insistently between my legs. I’ve wanted him for too long. I want him now.
    He claims my lips again, his tongue teasing mine boldly. I reach down and wrap my fingers around him, stroking his rigid arousal through the fabric of his trousers. I hear him groan harshly as he grows even harder against my fingers.
    Suddenly his hands leave my breasts and find the hem of my t-shirt, pulling it up and over my head. I help him, eager to return to touching him. He undoes my jeans and pulls them down, going down on his knees to pull them off totally. Once they’re gone, his hands cup my butt and pull me close to him while he’s still on his knees. I gasp when I feel his lips on me, warm through the lace of my panties, nuzzling and kissing me. It’s so blatantly erotic my knees buckle, and only his firm hands keep me upright. I push closer to his delicious lips, grinding against him as warm, pulsing heat floods between my legs.
    Impatiently, I reach for my panties and pull them down, baring myself to him. With a soft groan, he reaches for me again, pulling my hips closer to his face, and his tongue plunges between my legs.
    My fingers are digging into his shoulders. I hear myself groaning, crying, and begging, as he teases me until I’m delirious with pleasure. His tongue moves expertly over the center of my arousal, licking and sucking me until my body is pulsing so madly I feel as if I’ll explode. Then he stops and rises slowly back up on his feet, his lips trailing kisses up my body, and his hands supporting me so I don’t collapse.
    He unhooks my bra and pulls it off. I hear his sharp intake of breath as my breasts are bared to his eyes.
    “You’re so perfect.” He says tenderly, his thumbs finding the erect tips and squeezing each nipple gently, with just enough force to make me want more. “Did you miss this Sophie?” he asks.
    “Yes.” I whisper.
    Then I’m moaning again as he bends his head to tongue each erect nipple, one, and then the other, until they’re both swollen and aching sweetly.
    He moves away from my breasts, and his lips find mine, hot and demanding. I dig my fingers unto his hair and pull him closer, feeling his hands enclose my thighs as he lifts me easily, pressing me against his straining arousal. I moan and wrap my legs around his waist, rubbing myself against him, eager to feel him deep inside me.
    Still carrying me, he moves until I can feel the wall at my back, then his fingers find me, slipping into my wet core, rubbing and stroking the most sensitive part of me. I strain against him, my back arching as his fingers move slowly in and out of me.
    I can’t take it anymore. “David,” I moan, reaching for his zipper, but he’s there before me. I feel his trousers fall, and then his hands are around my waist, holding me still as he positions himself so I can feel the tip of his arousal pressing lusciously against me, then he grinds his hips forward, plunging inside me.
    I gasp for breath, my body tightening as he goes so deep inside. He’s so hard, and so incredibly sweet I feel as if I’m losing my mind. My hips move, urging his hot length deeper inside me as my hands roam under his shirt, over the hard, sweat-slicked surface of his chest.
    “David.” I moan urgently.
    He is shaking, his jaw clenched, and his body tense. His eyes meet mine, and they’re dark