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  "How is it possible that you are even more attractive than I remember?" he whispered softly, almost to himself. Then his eyes flew open wide in embarrassment, as he seemed to realize he'd just said that out loud. He looked shy, averted his eyes, and withdrew his hand.

  Chapter Ten

  "Ryan," Zoey breathed, and touched her hand to his cheek, bringing his stare back to meet hers. She smiled appreciatively. She took a step closer, almost touching him and tried to convey through her eyes how much she wanted him.

  Her heart was pounding as she moved her slightly parted lips toward his mouth. He brought his face closer, as well, and with their eyes open, their lips touched, gently at first, then pressing a little more firmly. Her lips moulded to his. She stuck her tongue out sneakily and met his. Electricity rushed through her as their tongues came into contact and twisted around each other. His mouth tasted like wine and berries. His lips were warm and soft. She shut her eyes and let the sensations wash over her. They explored one another's mouths with their tongues, in a sensuous dance. He pulled back ever so slightly and sucked her lower lip between his, then pressed his mouth harder against hers and met her tongue again.

  Without pulling away from the kiss, Zoey carefully put the wine glass on the table and brought her arms up around him, pulling him close. One hand went to his back, and one hand tangled in his hair. She pushed her body against his. She felt his grip on her back too, pulling her closer to him. His body was so hot against hers. As they kept kissing, she pressed her pelvis against his, feeling his hardness. She rubbed against it, feeling it swell and radiate heat. He moaned softly into her mouth, as he slid his hands all over her back, and down around her ass. He felt the outline of her thong and made a growling sound while grasping her cheeks and pulling her pelvis firmly toward him.

  Her heart was racing in her chest and she was practically panting. Liquid heat pooled between her thighs. Excitement and tingly heat coursed through her body out to her toes and fingers. Her nipples pressed prominently against his chest. Her hands traced the muscular contours of his back, shoulders, and down to his ass also. She pulled him in and ground her pelvis towards him again. His hardness pressed the material of her thong against her clit. It was her turn to let out a little groaning sigh.

  His hands were moving constantly, as they continued to kiss. He ran them through her back, across the bare skin of her shoulders, causing goose bumps to rise. One hand came up to the length of her neck and tangled in her hair, while the other slipped down her arm making her shiver and huff. He pulled his mouth away and began kissing across her jaw, down her neck. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes, taking pleasure in the sensations.

  He pulled his mouth from her for a moment and her eyes opened. His stare locked on hers. His eyes seemed darker, heavy lidded. They were both breathing hard, both staring at each other with burning lust and hunger.

  "Are you sure about this?" Ryan asked between heavy breaths. She smiled at his thoughtfulness, and at the fact that she thought it was pretty obvious from her body language and by the way she was responding, that this was absolutely what she wanted. But she was delighted that he still gave her an out before there was no return.

  "Yes," she gently replied, and to show him clearly that she meant it, she gave him the sultriest look she could and reached up to release both straps from her shoulders.

  Chapter Eleven

  Zoey's dress slid to the floor down to her feet. She stood before Ryan wearing nothing but a blue thong that was evidently wet in the crotch area. Her skin was flushed. Her hard nipples stood out significantly. Her breasts lifted with her deep breaths.

  A low growl escaped his throat, and his eyes grew wide with desire and pleasure as his eyes roamed over her body for a moment. His hands reached out and gripped the underside of both her breasts. Caressing them, he cupped them slightly in his hands and let his thumbs glide lightly over both nipples. She huffed and shivered at the contact. She reached out for the bottom of his shirt and started peeling it upwards.

  There was a humorous, slightly awkward smile exchanged as they recognized their arms were at cross purposes. He reluctantly released her breasts and raised his arms to allow her to peel the shirt up over his head. He threw it off his hands and tossed it over his shoulder to land on the floor, he didn't care where.

  She shivered as he returned his arms down around her shoulders to glide down her back. She ran her hands lightly all over his toned shoulders and chest, down across his stomach, to the button on his shorts. She pulled it open, and threw the zipper down anxiously. She curved her thumbs inside the waistband of his boxers, pulled outward to get them over his full erection, and slipped them quickly downward, kneeling before him as she pulled his remaining clothing to the floor.

  His fully erect member twitched in front of her face. She glided her hand ever so gently up the inside of his thigh, and softly over his balls. Ryan gasped. She gripped his cock firmly in her hand, and gazed up at him. He was breathing deep heavy breaths as if he was trying to manage the rate of his breathing.

  "Oh, you have such a stunning cock," she purred, while she locked eyes with him and started stroking him with her hand. He gazed at her intently, with that intensity she'd just seen in his eyes, combined with pleasure and anticipation. He continued his heavy breathing.

  She paused her hand, and while keeping eye contact, she stuck out her tongue and lapped off the drop of precum that had formed at the tip.

  "Mmmhmm, you taste good, too," she purred.

  Zoey looked longingly back at his beautiful member in her hand and sucked the tip into her mouth and pulled back, sucking, allowing it to pop out from between her lips. She flicked his hole with her tongue and Ryan groaned.

  She sucked the tip back into her mouth again, and slipped down the shaft, swirling her tongue around until she had taken in as much as she could manage. She realized he was too big to take in all of him. Her hand remained wrapped around the bottom of the shaft. She pulled back and let the tip pop out from within her lips. Looking up into his eyes again, she licked him from bottom to tip on all sides, getting him nice and wet. His eyes pierced darkly as he made eye contact with her while she thoroughly enjoyed licking him. His hard breathing was becoming heavier, his abdomen rising with each breath.

  Looking up into his eyes, Zoey wrapped her hand around the now slippery shaft and stroked a few times. She looked back at it, and took him into her mouth again, sliding her mouth deep till it met her hand. Then, sucking and gripping hard, she plunged her mouth and hand down simultaneously till they hit the base.

  "Ohhh, Zoeyyyy," he groaned low and long. He put a hand out and rested it on the back of a dining chair to support himself.

  Zoey brought her hand up to stroke his balls and heard an "mmmm" radiate from him. She grinned to herself, and focused all her attention on what she was currently doing now, speeding up the pace. She plunged quickly back down his shaft, squeezing and sucking hard, and pulled back almost to the tip. She thrusted down again, sucking and squeezing hard, swirling her tongue along the underside and pulled up again.

  She began a stable rhythm that was increasing in pace and passion on every stroke. Within a few minutes she was pulling up and down on him at a furiously fast pace, squeezing and sucking hard. She moved the index finger on the hand that was squeezing his balls, and slid it back to press on his hole, while still placing pressure on his balls with the palm of her hand. Ryan let out a long deep low groan.

  Taking that as a good sign, Zoey glided her finger in deeper and started sliding it in and out. Ryan was gasping for breath. She continued the onslaught on his cock for only a couple more minutes, then she heard him moan deeply and attempt to speak between heaving breaths. "Ahhhh.... Zoeyyy.... stop.... I'm... cloooose".

  She slowed her sucking only briefly to look up at him and raised her eyebrows, giving him a sinful, needy look. She attempted to tell him with her eyes she wanted to taste him. His eyes flew open, a pleading look in them.

  L
ooking back down at his shaft, Zoey renewed the dynamic sucking and squeezing. She synchronized her strokes on his shaft with the rhythm of her finger inside him.

  Ryan moaned loudly and she sensed his balls contract in her hand. She felt the vein on the underside of his cock pulse. He let out a long loud groan as he shot hot cum into her mouth. She swiftly swallowed and he moaned as he spurted again. She sucked and remained as his shaft pulsed again and again, and she swallowed that as well.

  Sucking one remaining time, she started to release him, slowly sliding her lips back up to the tip, while she removed her finger. She lapped the last drop of cum off the tip of his cock before loosening her grip and letting go of his shaft. She looked up at him, licked her lips sinfully, and smirked.

  Chapter Twelve

  Ryan was completely placing his weight on the chair now, panting heavily, but he leaned down and raised Zoey's chin, gazing into her eyes with surprise and appreciation, motioning for her to stand. She grabbed her wineglass as she unfolded to standing and took a big gulp. He was starting to relax his breath as he pulled her in close, bringing her body against his, and planted his lips on hers.

  He kissed her passionately, his tongue probing for hers and they danced around each other. He stopped kissing her for a moment, and stared at her with awe, as his breathing calmed. Her breathing however, was racing up again. She became strongly aware of her own unsatisfied arousal.

  "Zoey, that was.... Wow... You're amazing."

  She grinned and he kissed her, his hands trailing over her body again, one hand going to her still hard nipple, the other slipping down her abdomen, and over her soaking wet thong, and slippery lips. He growled as he slipped his fingers under the little strip of fabric and they slid in between her slick lips with ease. With a loud gasp of breath, she thrust her pelvis downwards into his fingers, forcing them further in. He pulled back and rubbed two finders over her clit, causing her to gasp and squeak at the same time.

  He pulled his hand from her wet lips, causing her to whimper in protest. He sucked his finger as he smirked at her seductively. "Mmmmm, you taste good," he growled with a rough voice. Suddenly he bent slightly and in one gliding motion, he swiftly hooked his arm under her knees, literally sweeping her off her feet, and wrapped his other arm around her back to catch her torso. She felt a rush as he lifted her so swiftly. He carried her a few short strides into the main bedroom and placed her gently on the bed.

  Standing over her, he gazed thoughtfully with pleasure at her body. She was glued to his face as his eyes swept over her, assessing every inch. She let her stare slide down his body as he stood over her, and recognized he was fully hard again already.

  Ryan leaned down over her and kissed her tightly on the lips, their tongues dancing. He wasn't touching any part of her body except her lips. She was so turned on, longing for his touch. He kissed again along her chin, down her neck, slowly. He kissed her shoulder while he lightly, ever so gently, ran his fingertips up both her arms toward her shoulders.

  He kissed along the top of her breast, slowly, extremely slowly, while his fingertips drifted down her arms and up her sides, making her shiver. His tongue twirled around her areola, unbearably slowly while is hand dusted lightly across her stomach and hips. She was gasping with excitement, aching for more. He flicked his tongue over her erect nipple. She huffed. A growl sprung from his throat and he flicked his tongue over her hard nipple again, drawing out another gasp from her. Finally he sucked the nipple into his mouth, sucking hard and then biting softly with his teeth. She moaned and arched her back off the bed.

  He shoved over and began the entire ritual with the other nipple. He danced his tongue slowly around the areola, while he lightly brushed his fingers across the skin under her breast. He sucked the nipple into his mouth as he raised his hand up to the other nipple. He placed his palm across it and squeezed it between his thumb and forefinger while softly sucking and biting the one in his mouth. Zoey thrust her pelvis up, pleading for attention in that area, and groaned low and long.

  Zoey moved her arms, reaching up to touch him with one hand. The other hand headed for her groin, thinking she would give him a hint or give herself some much needed attention. Ryan chuckled lowly and grabbed her wrists, placing them back on the bed beside her.

  "Impatient," he whispered. Zoey let out a ragged sigh and looked at him pleadingly in response. She was about to say something, but he silenced her by kissing her mouth. He smiled mischievously, and moved his face forward toward her nipple again.

  Ryan kept up his attention on her breasts for several minutes, always lightly caressing as many other parts of her body as he could reach. His hand came maddeningly close to her mound, causing her breath to hitch, but he teased her by gliding up over her abdomen to her breast again.

  Finally, he moved his face down, kissing and licking his way slowly across her stomach and hips.

  He traced the thong she still wore with his fingers, and started sliding it down. She lifted her ass and thighs off the bed to make it easier. He slid it slowly down her thighs, over her knees, down her calves and off her feet. The air hit her engorged red dripping lips, making her shiver. He paused a moment to look at her and another low rumbling growl escaped his throat.

  Still he moved excruciatingly slowly. Her body hummed with excitement. She was panting. He positioned himself between her legs. He slid his hands lightly up and down her legs, bent her knees and let her legs drape open even wider, opening her core up to him. Her breath hitched again as he got close. Her pussy was swollen and dripping and tingling, begging for a touch.

  Zoey held her breath as he brought his face close to her, but let it out raggedly as he licked and kissed her inner thigh. He let out a noise that sounded like a chuckle. Damn him! He was enjoying torturing her!

  She shivered as he licked the crease between her thigh and her torso, towards her core. So close, but not quite. She whimpered as he licked across her lower mound. Around and around he went. Never touching where she needed him most. The tingling anticipation was nearly unbearable. She needed him to touch it. Now! More than she'd ever needed anything. She was on fire. She was beginning to shake and tremble with need.

  "Please, Ryan," she whispered.

  He made a sound between a growl and a chuckle, lifted his face from kissing and licking around the desired area, and breathed on her engorged labia, saying, "What's my name?"

  "Ryan! Please Ryan," she whispered between deep breaths.

  "What do you want?" he breathed onto her lips. She thrust her pelvis up but he moved with her, always just a tiny distance away.

  All of a sudden she found her voice. "Lick my pussy, Ryan! Suck my clit! Stick your fingers inside me! Anything! Please, Ryan! I need it. I can't bear this anymore."

  Chapter Thirteen

  A deep growl came out of Ryan's throat, and Zoey felt his warm tongue lick climb the length of her outer labia and down the other one. She squealed in delight, thrusting her hips upward. He brushed his tongue up her wet slit, lightly licking over her clit, causing her to wail and buck her hips involuntarily.

  "Mmmm," he rumbled as he at last tasted her juices.

  Her lips were swollen and engorged, flushed and open to him. He lapped up along the inner labia, and she cried out as his tongue brushed lightly over her clit again. He stuck his tongue in her dripping hole and danced it around, then slid it up over her clit, putting harder pressure on her clit this time. She cried out again.

  He inserted two fingers in her and squirmed them around, while he flicked her clit with his tongue.

  "Oh," she squealed, thrusting her hips, "Oh yes, Ryan!"

  He turned his fingers over and stuck them in deeper, probing around. He began making the 'come here' motion inside her with his fingers and started slipping over the spongy mound of her g-spot. At the same time he sucked her clit between his lips, sucked it hard. She moaned loudly.

  Ryan began pressing his tongue back and forth over her swollen clit. She was surfing on an enormo
us wave of sensation. It was overwhelming. Her entire body was tingling and trembling. Her whole awareness focused on what he was doing to her.

  His fingers were increasing in pace until they were thumping on her g-spot, while his tongue pressed formidably back and forth over her clit. Hot explosions were starting deep inside, along with a sudden wave. A wave of fullness, a wave of sensation she couldn't even begin to explain. She was pulsing and shaking uncontrollably. Her clenched fists grasped the sheets.

  "Oh yes, Ryan. Don't stop," she cried. "Don't ever stop doing that," she screamed.

  Keeping up the pace, he continued his attention simultaneously on her clit and g-spot. Blasts of warm and tingling energy went off inside her. Her pulsing muscles contracted around his hand. He kept playing with her clit using his tongue, kept pressing through her clamping muscles onto her g-spot. Her body was quivering, convulsing.

  He released her clit but kept thumping on her g-spot with all four fingers inside her. She began experiencing a new sensation building behind the subsiding explosions of her clitoral orgasm. That wave she'd felt rising before. Pressure inside. Huge pressure. And then it was like a dam collapsing. Suddenly clear liquid was spurting out around his hand.