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her before she realized he was staring at her. 
     
    “Let me paint you a picture,
Riya.  You’re sitting in my kitchen, the sliding doors behind you giving you a
backdrop of sun and water, your hair is tousled and everywhere…down your back
and over your shoulders, you’re wearing my shirt with only three buttons done…giving
a gorgeous view of the slope of your breasts and tight abdomen, and though your
lovely legs are crossed like a perfect lady, I can see the tiniest section of
your mound above your lap.  It is heart-stopping.  Like a fantasy come to
life.” 
     
    He seemed to will himself to
move, setting her fork next to her plate.  He cupped her chin in his hand and
stared deep into her eyes, “But I’ll tell you the absolute sexiest part…you
aren’t even trying.” 
     
    He bent and kissed her
gently before perching stiffly on the stool next to her. 
     
    Riya wasn’t sure what to
say.  She adjusted the shirt so it was a little more decent and a blush blazed
up her cheeks.  “Eat…please,” was all he said. 
     
    He finished his food in
record time, moving to clear and clean as he waited for her.  Keeping busy -
and distracted, which proved difficult - so she could enjoy her food. 
     
    She was keyed up and halfway
through her omelet when she said, “I can’t even remember how to chew . 
Can we…?” 
     
    The question trailed off but
he practically leapt the bar to get to her.  He pulled her off the stool and
into his arms, her legs curling around his waist.  He shed the gym shorts
impatiently and laid her back on the low counter.   
     
    He was almost inside her
when he remembered the condoms with a colorful curse.  He carried her through
the house and back to the bedroom, kissing her and nibbling her the entire
way.  He destroyed the package trying to get the rubber out and over his
throbbing dick. 
     
    When it was in place he
yanked her up to him again and entered her fast and hard.  He sat on the bench
at the end of the bed, her in his lap with her legs wrapped behind him.  Seated
so deep in her body Riya thought she could feel him in her heart.  Hands were
all over her, she wasn’t being shy about touching him either, as he lifted her
up and down, impaling her on his cock from beneath.
     
    “Ah, Riya, you’re going to
be the death of me.  We need to keep hydrating.”  They laughed together.  Then
she tucked her knees on either side of his thighs and started riding him.  His
laughter dried up and he gritted his teeth as she made circular motions with
her hips. 
     
    After three minutes of a
slow, sensual ride Sean moved them to the bed, laying her on her back and
following her down, his cock still inside her.  His strokes slowed even
further, pulling back, taking him all but completely out of her, stroking in
all the way to her womb.  Slow and easy until she was in an agony of want. 
     
    “Sean, that feels
amazing…almost painful it feels so good.”  In answer, he repeated the circular
motions she’d used on him.  Riya’s eyes went wide with surprise. 
     
    “I’m going to come, Sean…I’m
coming!”  She dug her nails into his ass and gripped him with her entire body. 
     
    Maintaining a steady rhythm
until she came again, their bodies glistening with sweat.  He was running his
hands from her neck to her hips, taking in the feel of her, the texture of her
satin skin.  Studying every contour and hollow accessible.  The sensation of
his own orgasm was built slowly, torturing himself.  When he couldn’t hold back
another moment, he pumped several times hard and fast and came with a growl at
her neck.
     
    Eventually, Sean recovered
enough to lift himself to his elbows and look down into her eyes.  She glanced
between their bodies, her breasts plastered against his hard chest and smiled. 
They were both sweaty and smelled like sex…unusual that she wasn’t finding that
gross.  “I probably need to shower.  I’m a mess.”
     
    He