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luscious, he couldn’t hold back any longer. He exhaled a long breath and bent to lick her.
    The instant Max’s tongue stroked up her labia, Bliss screamed. Her fingers fisted in his long hair, pulling a little. If he hadn’t been busy licking her, he would have grinned, but the taste of her exploded on his tongue, and he was lost. He ground his face into her, licking and sucking and swirling his tongue inside her. He couldn’t get enough of her. When he sucked on her clit, encircling it with the tip of his tongue, her body convulsed in orgasm. He stroked a finger into her, feeling her muscles clamp down on him as she spasmed.
    The smell of her sweet pussy filled the room, and Max kept stroking and licking her long after her orgasm passed. He could feel her body ramping up again, her lust rising and her pale skin flushing. Thick, sticky juices flowed from her, telling him how much her body liked what he was doing. He could have lain there all night rubbing and licking and sucking her. The taste of her on his tongue intoxicated him, like heady wine.
    “Max,” she moaned, pulling on his hair. “I want you. I want to taste you…”
    Max’s cock flexed. Suddenly, the need to feel her tongue wrapped around him fired his brain. He crawled up her slender body, stopping to suck her tight nipples for a moment before locking his mouth on hers. He knew his face was sticky with her juice, but he didn’t care. Apparently, Bliss didn’t either. She broke the kiss, licking at his face, tasting herself on him.
    With a shudder, she reached down and wrapped her fingers around his cock. Max’s eyes rolled back in his head with pleasure. He flopped backward onto the mattress, briefly thanking his deity for the foam mattress that allowed him to lie on his back. Bliss lightly raked the nails of her free hand down his chest. She bent and licked his belly button just as he had done to her.
    Max groaned loudly. Her touch set him on fire. “Oh, baby. I love the feel of your tongue on me.”
    She looked up at him briefly, her eyes filled with triumph. “You do? ‘Cause there is a lot more to come. In fact, I think you need to come,” she purred.
    He grabbed her chin in his hand. “I do need to come, but not in your mouth, baby. Not this time. This first time, I wanna come inside you, so be warned.”
    She grinned at him and lifted his cock to take a swipe at the head with her tongue. She swirled the tip of her tongue under the ridge of his cock head and a wave of intense pleasure swept over him, making him groan aloud once more. Her touch alone made him want to come, and now her tongue tested his control.
    Bliss licked his cock up and down like a lollipop while her hands explored his tight balls. She stopped and looked up at him curiously for a moment. “You wax?” she asked in surprise, her brows lifted.
    “It’s a model thing,” Max gritted out. First, all the touching and licking drove him nuts, then as soon as she stopped, it drove him more insane. “I model underwear. The camera doesn’t like stray hair.”
    “Ohhhhhh,” she said as comprehension dawned. Then her eyes danced with amusement. “I don’t care for stray hair either. This makes everything so much easier.”
    Before Max could reply, Bliss’ lips stroked down the length of his erection, wetting him. When she got back to the head, she sucked it into her mouth, teasing it with her tongue for a moment. Then her lips slid downward, as she took him deep into the hot cavern of her mouth. He felt her throat muscles relax as she took his entire length, sucking and slurping at him. One of her hands cradled and fondled his balls, while the other teased the tight puckered hole of his anus.
    Max shivered. Never had a woman sucked him so well. Usually, they had trouble accommodating his size. Bliss seemed to know just what to do to pleasure him beyond what anyone else had ever done. The feel of her tongue swirling around his cock while her lips and mouth sucked on him,