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wouldn’t tease her, he only wanted her to burn with desire, and she was there.
    “Perfect--simply sinful.” With her spread wide, he licked along the outside rim of her thong, and she gasped a loud needy sound. He could feel the warmth of her arousal along his cheek, and the urge to taste her overwhelmed him. But, as hard as it was, he restrained himself. There were other places to venture first. He licked along the other side of her thigh, and her hips shot up, demanding he lick where she wanted him to. Ignoring her response, he kissed just above her pubic line, and made his way up her stomach to her breasts.
    He flicked her taut nipple with one hard lick. Her back arched, and with a hand on his shoulder she all but shoved her breasts into his face. This witch, he’d have fun with. He placed his hands just below her breasts, holding onto her rib cage, and pushed her back so that wouldn’t happen again. Finding his way over to the other nipple, he repeated himself. She gasped, her head falling back as she struggled against his hands.
    “Is this what you’re after?” Not wanting her to suffer, he took the nipple in his mouth and sucked hard. She trembled all around him. Making his way to the other nipple, he latched onto it. He might not have wanted to rush this, but now he felt just too selfish to wait.
    Releasing her nipple, he kissed along her stomach, the scent of her arousal was heavy around him, and his cock jumped in response. He licked her over the top of her thong, and she ground herself against his tongue. She was more than ready for him. He grabbed onto the thin panties with his teeth and pulled them, using his thumb to expose her pussy. Keeping his hand on her thigh with the fabric well away from her, he licked down her folds, lapping up the juices that had gathered there.
    The taste of her overwhelmed his senses. Sweet. Delectable. A place he could stay for as long as she would let him. He circled his tongue around her clit, felt it roll beneath his tender touch. Her hips followed him. She moaned, little sounds that echoed in his mind telling him she enjoyed this. A request he responded to by moving his mouth in different ways to understand what she liked most.
    After many moments, he suspected she wouldn’t climax this way. Sucking on her clit, he slipped two fingers into her warmth, and she gasped, pushing against him. Yes, he’d found her sweet spot. He angled his fingers up, resting the tips against her G-spot, and thrust with slow but hard force. Her hands latched onto his head, her grip tight, demanding he continue.
    “Oh my ... ooooo.” Moans poured from her mouth.
    Each thrust he made, each flick of his tongue against her clit, caused her to gasp. Her pussy tightened around his fingers, yet, hung there. And he knew exactly what that meant. He removed his mouth from her little nub, drew his fingers out and looked at her, only to find flushed cheeks and her dark eyes that begged him to finish her off.
    His grin became wicked. “I’m not nearly done with you.” Joining her on the swing, he sat so that her head rested on his shoulder while he wrapped an arm around her waist. He pulled her hips forward until her bottom rested just on the edge of the swing. He took one of her legs, draped it over his thigh, and then pulled the other so the sole of her foot rested on the outer edge of the swing.
    With her spread wide, he brought his hand back down to her pussy, slipping his fingers inside and angled them up. Once in the right position, he stroked twice to make sure he was where he wanted to be. A deep groan poured from her mouth and she thrust back against his hand.
    She appeared almost desperate, and he had the first insight that she’d never climaxed before. He suspected she’d gotten close, but no one had taken the time to make sure she was fulfilled. Until now.
    “That’s it, give it to me.” He drew in a breath, grinning to himself that he would be the first to give her this, and then he