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She must have sensed me too because I d only been watching her for a minute
when she turned and saw me. She was going to run. An overwhelming feeling of loss
hit me when she slid off the barstool and then she did run. Right into my arms.
When she finally pulled back, she said exactly what I d wanted to hear.  Thank
God you came after me. I ve changed my mind about everything.
 You don t hate me anymore?
 Absolutely not. I love you.
Jesus. There was nothing I could do but kiss her. At least, not until we got up to our
room. Only she went all,  let s talk about it on me in the elevator.
 Um, Dorian, you know that everything didn t mean everything, right?
I sighed.  I knew it was too good to be true.
I tried to take it from there, to say whatever the hell it was she was looking for
before we got to the room but it didn t work. We went back and forth about trust a bit
but she still wasn t satisfied, so I still wasn t getting laid. It wasn t until I put the
conversation back on her shoulders that she finally spelled out what it was she needed.
I had no problem giving it to her.  I love you, Hope.
After that, she had no problem giving it to me.
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Chapter Thirteen
Mind blowing
Naked and between the sheets, he kissed me for all he was worth. I mean without
any loss of contact, he managed to nip, lick, swirl and suck my breath away. I lost
myself in his loving lips. Had we stayed just like that, just kissing all afternoon, I d still
have been happy.
But as soon as he fondled my breasts, I anticipated some amazing sucking and
fucking and, thrilled beyond reason, more moisture leaked from my eager primal core.
He squeezed my nipples, gently at first and then with more pressure. Excitement
built so quickly. His hand slid toward my mons and I arched into it as his mouth took
possession of my breasts. Sucking my nipples the way he had squeezed them, sent
ripples of need straight to my clenching center. Even with his hand just resting over my
pussy, I craved his cock inside my cavern.
And then his magic fingers began to move.
Dear God. I needed release. I needed to climax right into his mouth. I needed to feel
every thrust of his cock. Speaking of his cock&
I reached for the beautiful instrument of my pleasure but he pulled away and it slid
right through my fingers.
Confused, I asked,  What s wrong?
 I m saving him for something special.
Him? I wondered if  he had a name but decided not to ask. I d heard of guys who
named their cocks. Well, something other than Dick, Peter or Rod, that is. I wasn t sure
if I wanted to know its name. For God s sake, it s not like I ve named my boobs or my
vagina. What the hell would I call them? Bobbie, Melanie and Virginia? No way.
 So what did you have in mind for& something special?
 I want another mind-blowing blowjob. It s not like you couldn t swallow if you 
 Oh here we go again with the assumption that a J.A.P. can t or won t give a good
blowjob or swallow. Well, lie back, honey, because I m gonna blow your brains out.
His eyebrows rose but instead of rewording what I d said, I pushed him onto his
back. He must not have been too afraid since he clasped his hands behind his head and
waited.
 First of all, it really depends on the way you feel about a guy. If you love every
nook and cranny of a man, you can touch him just about anywhere and not be too
grossed out. I ll bet that most women just aren t over the moon about their guys. Five
minutes ago, I d have faced a firing squad for you. Now, I m losing the mood. I don t
want sex to be about proving myself.
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He reached out and drew me to him. Cupping my cheek, he said,  I didn t mean it
to sound like that. You drive me wild in and out of bed but with a few moves that I
can teach you& 
 Yeah? What?
 You could make me your sex slave. He grinned.
It was so ironic, I had to laugh. Of course his boyish grin went straight to my loins.
As if I did it for a living, I reached for his erection with confidence. Placing my
mouth around the bulb, I bathed it with saliva and twirled my tongue around. He let
me know I was on the right track with an appreciative,  Mmmm&  I loved earning his
approval at least in this area.
I tried to release the burden of having to measure up to the women in his past. I
didn t know how many there had been, how skilled they were and I didn t want to
know. I just knew that I wanted to pleasure my lover and stop worrying about things I
couldn t change.
Sure, maybe there were things he could teach me but I hoped to show him that my
baseline knowledge might be better than expected. With luck, I could take the same
pleasure in giving as I always felt while getting. Well, okay. Those two things weren t
exactly the same and never would be but Dorian s sexual fulfillment was important to
me. I decided the best way to do that would be to lose the inhibitions and just go for it.
I flicked the head with my tongue a few times and followed the shaft down all the
way to the root, licking and flicking. When I reached his bare ball sac, he writhed under
me and let out an animated moan. Believe it or not, I was having fun. Opening wide, I
tried to take his generous scrotum into my mouth.
 Whoa, watch the teeth, darling.
Yeah, that didn t work. I wasn t one of those lucky girls who could fit a fist in her
mouth. I d need a flip-top head for that.
So I returned to licking my way around each testicle in a figure-eight pattern and he
groaned in bliss. Hey that was pretty good and I d just made it up. So I let my
imagination roam free and tried anything and everything I thought might feel good to
him. Moans, groans, grunts and gasps brought instant gratification. Mine, not his.
At one point he murmured something so unusual, I wasn t sure I d heard him right.
It sounded like,  Mmm& never thought vanilla could taste like this. Score one for the
subtle, discriminating taste of vanilla!
When I had built up to hard, deep suction, he made it clear that whatever he was
penetrating in about five seconds was going to get a bath. Uh-oh. Decision time.
What should I do? Hang on and see if I could tolerate the taste of cum or stop and
grab a condom? Fortunately or not, the decision had already been made. He trembled
and jolted into my mouth, spurting his hot liquid.
Now I was faced with another decision. Spit or swallow? I d never done this before
but I d be damned if I d admit it. Besides, this wasn t the time to stop and ask. Cum just
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kind of naturally ran out the sides of my mouth and down his cock while he continued
to jerk with aftershocks. His hands were wrapped around my hair, possibly to hold it
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