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Her fingers unbuttoned the grey shirt he wore and her mouth found

his chest. Like he had done to hers, her lips found his taunt nipple and

sucked. Then she nipped gently with her teeth. He hissed as she had

and in retaliation squeezed her nipple a little harder between his

fingertips. His hand cupped the lace, lightly massaging her breast.

Her fingers slipped across the muscles of his chest and she enjoyed

the feel, the movement under her fingers when he shifted. Lifting his

arms, he slid his shirt off, his biceps flexing with his movements. She

wanted to explore. Stepping back, she smiled when he looked at her

questioningly. Dropping his hands he watched her move around him.

Paige ran her hand lightly across the six pack abdominals, her

fingernails grazing his skin lightly, this time causing his skin to quiver

under her touch.

She laughed and he looked at her as if it was the most seductive

sound he had ever heard. Walking around behind him, her fingers

continued along his side and around to his back. Drawing a line up

the middle of his back, she followed his spine with the tip of her

finger, then with her tongue as far as she could reach on the tip of her

toes.

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Her hands snaked around his hips and her fingers slipped in the

waistband of his pants and slid them down and over his lean hips.

Breathing lightly on his back he shivered again and she smiled.

Pushing his underwear down, she bent over and placed her lips in

the small of his back. Her hand rested in the middle of his back while

the other hand snaked around his grabbed his erect cock. She felt him

twitch in her hands when she caressed him, at the same time her

tongue flicked at the dimple above his ass cheek. She continued

stroking while the other hand moved down to his firm rounded ass,

then squeezed. Still holding on to his erection, she moved around to

the front of him, trailing kisses down his stomach and lower.

She felt his hand in her hair, massaging her head, urging her on in

her explorations. She kissed, licked and nipped over to his hip bone

and along the muscle that formed a V directing her to the long velvet

shaft she continued to stroke with her hands. Dropping to her knees,

she looked up to see that him watching her with hooded, desire filled

eyes.

She pulled his cock up as her tongue darted out and licked at his

sack. Kissing it, she gently sucked him in between her lips and felt

him swell in her hands, moisture leaking out the end. She loosened

her grip on him while she paid special attention to his sac and heard

him growl deep in his throat. Watching his face, she would have

sworn that she saw his eyes flash red for a moment, but that had to be

a trick of her mind and she blinked it away. Kissing her way along

the length of him, she ran her tongue across the swollen head.

"Make love to me Casey." Her words were soft and low. When she

stood and tugged his hand, pulling him towards the bed he went

without hesitation.

His hand on her shoulder, he turned her around, unzipped the dress

and helped her to step out of it. Still in her matching red bra and

panties, and high heels, Casey went down on his knees in front of her.

He rained kisses along her soft belly, running his hands up and

down her legs grasping her butt. He pulled her hips to him. His

mouth landed at the top of her thigh.

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He nipped at her and his hand pulled at the top of her thighs,

forcing her legs slightly apart. With his hands wrapped around the

back of her muscular thighs, his fingers pushed along the thin strip of

the panties, between her cheeks and found that she was deliciously

wet for him.

His mouth landed on her mound and he suckled her through the

material, his finger slipping in between her lips, easily finding her

entrance. The tip of his finger slid inside.

She moaned at his touch, pressing her crotch harder against his

mouth.

With his finger circling just barely inside her, he pulled his mouth

back. "What do you want Paige?"

"You know what I want." She tried to catch her breath.

"I want to be sure I am pleasing you." When she hesitated, he

nipped at her thighs. "I know you are not used to voicing what you

want, but I want to hear you tell me." He continued, coaxing her to

respond to him.

With another groan, she closed her eyes. "Lick me." She told him

quietly.

That was all it took and he did as she requested. His tongue flicked

out and licked the material while his finger continued playing just

inside her silken sheath, driving her mad. His other hand slipped

around the front and moved the red lace over so he could have better

access. They were beside the bed, so he lifted her leg, resting her foot

on the comforter, exposing her to him completely.

She grabbed his head, then his shoulders when his tongue danced

across her swollen, excited clit. His finger moved up inside her a little

more.

She squeezed him, rotating her hips against his finger inside, and

his tongue doing the wonderful dance between her legs. The soft

moans and sudden inhales of breaths told him he was doing it right.

When she was on the brink he pulled away and she looked at him like

he had lost his mind.

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Casey laughed. Pushing her back on the bed, he lifted her legs.

This time he didn't bother with a condom and slid the head of his cock

into her entrance.

Paige watched his face as he slid slowly into her. His mouth

dropped open slightly, his eyes closed and his head fell back then he

stopped, his swollen head just inside of her. He pulled back out and

pushed in slowly again. He repeated the slight movements several

more times, refusing to go in deeper like she wanted him to.

She enjoyed the feel of him sliding into her, loving the looks on his

face, knowing she gave him those feelings. She smiled.

His looked at her at that moment smiled too. Then he pushed inch

by inch deeper, filling, stretching her. His hands held onto her thighs

while he slid into her. Pulling out, sliding in and out at the

agonizingly slow pace.

She wanted him to go faster.

It was almost as if he read her mind. He shook his head, his top

teeth biting his lower lip. He continued the slow pace until she

thought she was going to scream in frustration. Then, one hand came

around and his finger flicked across her clit and her muscles tightened

around him. Every time he flicked she twitched, his finger got faster

as did his thrusts, until suddenly she gasped, her eyes opened wide

and she clamped down on his cock and her juices spilled all over his

shaft. When her climax completed she felt a little out of sorts. He

had not cum yet. She wasn't used to coming so quickly, or easily.

He moved from between her legs, lifted her up and placed her in

the center of the bed. She still had her shoes, panties and bra on. She

leaned over to remove her bra. "Leave them on." He ordered. She

frowned, now suddenly self-conscious.

"You are beautiful with or without clothing. So stop worrying so

much." He stared deeply into her eyes for a moment, making sure he

got the message across, then leaned over and gave her a quick peck on

the lips. He stood and began pulling his clothes off.

"How do you know what I'm thinking?" He had been doing that

since they met.

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A smile curved his lips and the dimples she liked showed. "You

are an open book to me Paige." Then he laughed at his own play on

her name, and she couldn't help but laugh too. "I have been waiting to

use that one since I first heard your name." Jumping on the bed beside

her, his weight made her bounce.

She giggled.

Grabbing hold of her, he pulled her to him, his mouth devouring

hers aggressively. Rolling over onto his back he brought her over on

top of him. Her legs straddled his hips, his tongue dipped into her

mouth and she tasted her juices. He grabbed her butt and pulled on

her cheeks. "Bring it here." He ordered.

At first she didn't know what he meant, the she realized what he

wanted and sat up. As she crawled up his chest, he scooted down in

the bed, throwing the pillows out of the way. Grabbing her hips, he

pulled her so she straddled his face, on her knees, her calves tucked

under his biceps.

Casey brought his arms up around her hips, over the top of her

thighs and spread her lips so he could have full access to her once

more.

Paige had to grab hold of the headboard mounted on the wall to

keep from falling over.

His mouth sealed onto her lips.

She felt him breathing heavy through his nose while his mouth

literally devoured her. With the way his hands were wrapped around

her hips he was locked in place. No matter which way she moved he

was always right on target and had her cumming into his mouth in a

matter of minutes. Every muscle in her body tensed, her eyes

clamped shut, and she thought her head was going to explode with the

intensity and she whimpered while he continued to eat her. Finally he

allowed her pull away and she leaned heavily against the head of the

bed, panting.

Paige heard him laugh softly, but she couldn't respond. Her

muscles wouldn't move when he slid out from under her. She felt the

bed shift but she kept her face buried in her arm. Then he was pulling

her back to the foot of the bed. She was limp as a rag doll. Her body

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was his and he could do whatever he wanted to with it. She didn't

care. He sat down and pulled her onto his lap and cradled her in his

arms. Brushing sweat drenched hair from her face, he smiled

tenderly, then his lips lowered to hers in a loving kiss.

He took his time exploring her mouth. His hands gently massaged

the knots of tension from her body. She could feel him hard against

her backside, but he made no move to enter her again. He simply

rubbed and caressed her skin until she was relaxed and pliant in his

arms. Then he turned her around, facing the mirror with him behind

her.

"Now, tell me what you want." The direct way he looked at her had

her blushing.

"I want to make you cum." Embarrassment flooded her cheeks.

She started to stand and turn around but he wouldn't let her. His

strong arms came up and around her waist, holding her firmly in

place. Then she saw his face.

He was in complete control and that scared her just a little bit. His

eyes locked onto hers. He leaned down and placed his mouth on her

shoulder. He bit her, causing her to tense from the pain. In the

mirrors, she watched his hand move up and lifted the weight of her

breast in his palm, his fingers rolling her nipple between his fingers,

through the lace. Seeing what he was doing made her want to squirm

against him, but she forced herself to remain still and see what he

would do next.

His other hand moved downward and came to a rest on her leg, his

fingers rubbing lightly at the soft fleshy skin of her inner thigh. The

anticipation was killing her and her muscles tensed up again. She sat

stiffly in his lap.

"Relax Paige. I haven't hurt you yet have I?" His voice was barely

above a whisper and she stared into his eyes and shook her head

slightly. The yet part of it was what made her tense, she didn't know

what to expect. His hand moved up to her hip and rested lightly there

while the other one continued to massage and tweak her nipple.

When she finally relaxed and leaned back against him, the hand on

her hip slowly moved back down towards her thigh. Gently pulling,

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opening her leg, exposing her partially to the mirror. She saw the

scrap of red material that barely covered her. When she didn't resist,

his hand allowed the weight of breast to drop gently, his other hand

lightly grasped her other thigh. He gently applied pressure and pulled

her legs farther apart, his fingers moved down between her legs and

he shifted the material over to the side. "Now, you see what I see.

You are a beautiful woman Paige."

Her brows wrinkled when the emotion of what he was saying struck

her. She realized then, that even though she was with him, she was

still holding back a part of her. She nodded her understanding. His