He stepped closer to the bed. She shifted and rolled to her back, throwing one arm over her head. The new position lifted her breasts. They weren't large, but the perfect size to fit in his palms. The hard nipples pebbled beneath the thin nightshirt she wore would taste wonderful. He wanted to lick them, suck them, until they became even harder.

His gaze traveled down her body. One leg had come uncovered when she turned. All that skin was too much for him to resist. He touched her knee. Her skin was as smooth and soft as he knew it would be. He let his hand linger on her knee for a long moment before leisurely moving it up her thigh.

Silk...warm silk.

One spot on her would be even warmer.

Placing one knee on the bed, he leaned closer until his nose almost touched her mound. Her scent...ah, her scent was incredible. If he could do nothing but absorb that wonderful fragrance, he'd be happy.

His cock throbbed. It wouldn't be happy with simply absorbing her fragrance.

He wanted to touch every part of her body, both with his hands and his mouth. He wanted to take her to heights where she'd never been.

His hand drifted farther up her thigh. He stopped at the hem of her nightshirt, then slipped his hand underneath it to continue his journey. When he reached the crisp curls covering her mound, he stopped again. Taking a deep breath, he moved his hand between her legs. The hot, liquid essence of her body covered his fingers. It pleased him to find her so wet.

"Are you dreaming of me, pretty lady?" he whispered.

She shifted on the bed and spread her legs wider, giving him more room to explore her. Pushing his hand farther between the swollen lips, he gathered more of her honey on his fingers, raised them to his mouth, and licked them.

Her taste was every bit as intoxicating as her scent. The sample wasn't enough; he wanted more. He moved between her legs and lay on his stomach. He moaned when his hard cock pressed against the bed. It was making demands for attention, but he had to ignore those demands for now. Her pleasure was more important than his own. Pushing her nightshirt up to her waist, he slipped his hands beneath her buttocks and lifted her to his mouth.

A soft groan escaped her lips. She arched her back and tilted her hips toward him. He stroked the feminine lips with his tongue, licked her clitoris, then darted deep inside her to lap at her cream. "Mmm," she groaned again.

Taking that sexy sound as a sign that she liked what he was doing, he continued the movement of his tongue. She shifted on the bed and spread her legs even wider. He couldn't help moaning again at her uninhibited response. Her dreams had given him a glimpse at her passionate nature. Her actions far surpassed the fictional images in his head.

Her juices flowed freely from her vagina, trickling down to her anus. He circled the puckered hole with his forefinger, lubricating her with her own cream, before he pushed that finger inside her.

She gasped. His cock twitched. He rocked his pelvis from side to side, rubbing his cock against the sheet. How he'd love to slide inside that forbidden area! Soon, he told himself. I will do everything with her, soon.

He pushed his finger farther inside her ass while increasing the strokes of his tongue across her clitoris. She began to pump her hips, faster, faster. Another surge of cream gushed from her vagina. He swallowed it greedily as her body shook from her climax.

She wilted on the bed. Breathing heavily, he raised up to his knees and looked at her. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. Her light-colored hair lay spread over her pillow. A thin sheen of sweat coated her skin.

She was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

Able to wait no longer, he gently turned her over. Slipping his arm beneath her waist, he lifted her enough so he could slide the extra pillow underneath her stomach.

"What--" she muttered.

He leaned over her body and whispered in her ear. "Shh. Just relax and let me love you, pretty lady."

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