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blouse. She shrugged out of it, revealing the sleek black lace bra that barely contained her diamond hard nipples. If she only knew how wonderful she looked, her eyes glazed in passion, her skin glowing from his kisses, and her lips parted as she panted. He had been given a gift.
    “You are so beautiful,” he whispered against her throat. “Stop saying that,” she groaned. “You have me, Zen.”
    “My English is not great,” he said and planted a kiss on her throat. “I do not know another word that expresses what I feel.”
    “This is good enough,” she said, and thrust her breasts forward. “Kiss my nipples.”
    Zen‟s thumbs swept over her hardened nipples beneath the lace. Nadia hissed in pleasure. He inclined his head and blew heat on her peaks. She shuddered. But when he wrapped his mouth around the delightful buds, she shrieked. It made his cock bob in agreement. Seated on the washing machine, Nadia was eye level with him. He reached behind her, and freed her breasts from the bra. Cupping one of them, he palmed one and nibbled on the other.
    Nadia wrapped her legs around him, holding him there and she groaned in delight. Her salty skin mixed with his. He loved the taste of her. She rubbed her lips, as if touching where he‟d kissed her would make it better, and said, “Let‟s go to my bedroom.”
    He paused, but she pushed him back. She hopped off the washer, and with a seductive glance over her shoulder, unbuttoned her skirt. She took another few steps, and unzipped it until she stepped out of it completely.
    An equally black thong parted the generous, firm globes of her bottom. Zen had to remind himself to close his mouth. He had never before spied a bottom like that.
    “Wow.”
    Nadia giggled, but it came out throaty and damn it made his rod more rigid with need. “If you like this, wait until it comes off completely.”
    He did not need prompting. With speed he followed her through the kitchen, up the stairs and to the first bedroom on the right. She lay on a sea of mauve covers. A soft light fell across Nadia‟s nakedness. She pushed herself up on her elbows and said, “Hello, stud.”
    Zen smiled and walked over to the bed.
    In haste, he undressed, shoving his pants down to his ankles. He kicked off his shoes and then stepped out of his pants. With a fast snatch, he removed the tee-shirt. He had never moved so swiftly in all his life, but then, he had never been so motivated.
    “Ready or not, here I come,” he said, making her chuckle. “Not yet you haven‟t,” Nadia retorted.
    He climbed in, and the bed gave beneath his weight. He found her, taking her mouth at once in a kiss. He liked her fire and resumed what he had started in her laundry room. He lay beside her and they kissed briefly, but Nadia wanted more than kisses. She handed him a wrapper. A condom. Swiftly, he tugged on the condom and kissed her lightly again. She pushed him onto his back, and sat up beside him. On her knees, she rubbed his cock between her soft hands. Zen pushed her off him and rolled her onto her
    back, the force causing her head to bounce off the pillow. He pressed his mouth against hers, passion causing him to bruise them both. Straddling her, their lips still locked, he took her right nipple between his thumb and forefinger and began to twist, applying pressure so that she moaned in ecstasy as much as in pain. With the fingers on his left hand he penetrated her pussy causing her to arch her back. He massaged her clit and felt her convulse beneath him.
    “I want you inside me.” she commanded, and he removed his hands from her body. He shoved his cock inside her wet pussy and began to thrust.
    He had never been with a woman who voiced her desires. It made him even harder. Sweat began to drip off his brow as he moved himself in and out of her. She moaned and grabbed for his chest. With he nails she dug into his skin, leaving behind a reminder of their time together.
    With every breath and moan, Zen felt as