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He led me to the huge bed and pulled me down on his lap.
"You're gorgeous, Alanna," he whispered softly, in between kisses that were soft at first, but then turned into a devouring, hungered frenzy.
Now we were alone, our inhibitions fell away and as my mouth opened under his lips crushing down on mine, his tongue invaded my mouth and I sucked on it fervidly. His hands on my upper back and waist turned my whole body into one giant erogenous zone and I could feel my breath quickening as I anticipated what was about to happen.
He slowly unzipped my dress and I stiffened for a moment, fearing that my ample curves would prove too much for him.
But his sigh as he unhooked my bra and let the weight of my breasts rest in his hand was enough to convince me that he knew exactly what he wanted - and the velvet steel of his hard-on pressing against my thigh was all the proof I needed. I could feel myself becoming wet at the thought of him thrusting into me, and from the way his eyes seemed to darken with desire, I guessed he wanted me just as badly.
I unbuttoned his shirt slowly, running my fingertips across the yielding hardness of his muscular chest and traced the line of my tongue down the side of his throat towards one of his nipples, which became erect under my lips.
"Oh God, you're bewitching me," he whispered, in turn moving his face to kiss my breasts before sucking so hard on my nipple that it made me gasp, and slowly drawing the dress down over my hips.
His touch was turning me to molten lava inside and I reached for him to pull him down beside me, but he had other ideas. His tongue worked slowly down from my breasts to my navel, tickling slightly as he licked and kissed inside it, kneading the soft flesh of my stomach.