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by Simpson, A. L.


  “Like new.”. He lowered his hand inside her shorts and slid his fingers over her folds. He pushed her to her feet and before she could blink, he had her stripped bare. He handed her a white bra, white G-string, stockings and stiletto high heels.

  Silently she dressed. The air between them crackled and popped. Gabe devoured her with his eyes when she stood before him. “Come here.”

  She stepped forward. He placed his hands on her waist. The electricity his touch generated, zinged to her toes.

  His tongue danced over her belly, delved into the hollow. He popped a breast from her bra and lowered his mouth over the hard, pebbled nipple.

  Her knees weakened, her G-string soaked within seconds. The muscles in her pussy clenched and pulsed with every touch of Gabe's tormenting hands. No matter where he placed his fingers, his mouth, his tongue – her pussy was on the receiving end of mind blowing arousal.

  He reached around and unclipped the bra, slid the straps over her arms and flung it to the floor. While one hand and his mouth alternately worshipped her breasts, the other found its way into her panties.

  “Always so hot and wet.” He plunged two fingers inside her. His fist pressed against her clit.

  She pushed her pubic bone against his wrist to generate extra pressure where she needed it most. As she gyrated against him, tingles danced through her body and her need grew. She held his hand, ensuring his fingers stayed in place, and writhed against it as she climbed to her peak.

  She moaned, wailed as she hit the heights. Wave after wave of ecstasy engulfed her body. Gabe brought her back down slowly. She was breathless, sated.

  “Take them off now.”

  She removed the stockings, shoes and panties. He pulled her down to the lounge and after shucking his pants, climbed on top of her. Droplets of cum dripped on her belly, he wanted her.

  As he gave her another knee trembling kiss, he slammed inside her. “I won't last long sweetheart, come with me.”

  Their lovemaking was frantic. They climbed together, the peak ever closer. Avery was flying and the man she had given her heart to was flying with her. They milked every aftershock together until they could give no more. They descended and relaxed into each other's arms.

  Avery looked forward to a bright and loving future. A home of her own, children and a husband she would love more and more every day.

  I have lost so much, but I have gained even more. Thank you, my love.

  THE END

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