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The Pink Sweater Her sweater was the color of the inner lip of a seashell - soft pale pink that invoked thoughts of whispered sex under a shady palm, and he found himself drifting for just a moment. She was reading the latest bestseller, her chin tilted slightly inward, her chocolate brown eyes hidden from him under thick dark lashes that dusted her cheeks when she blinked with each turn of page. His eyes moved down to the tanned patch of belly exposed just above where her faded jeans buttoned, and the sight made him shiver to imagine pressing his lips there, to kiss the warm and exotic feel of her. He set his own book down and stretched his legs, his thighs straining against the flannel pajama bottoms, his excitement barely hidden, and he wanted her this very moment more than he had ever wanted her. She looked up from her book suddenly, as if she sensed his arousal, gave him the kind of slow smile that made the hairs on the back of his neck dance, and when her gaze lowered to his lap, he saw her eyes sparkle. She carefully marked her place in the book with a ribbon, gathered her long blonde hair and pushed it behind her shoulders, then came to him like a lioness; her stride was purposeful, yet with an air of bemusement, and he grinned, sat back, and waited for it all to begin. The afternoon sun was fading, giving entrance to dark golden splashes of shadow, and when she knelt before him, her skin seemed to almost glow; he reached for her face and stroked it gently. She tugged at his pajama bottoms, never once taking her eyes away from his, and they slid over and down his legs easily; she tossed them aside, and then, bent her head to kiss his stomach. He smelled like homemade bread, and soap, and she wanted to bury herself into his scent, pull him all around her like a winter coat, and stay wrapped forever in the man she loved. His fingers reached for her sweater, caressed the full roundness of her breasts, the domes of her nipples pressed against the cashmere, and felt the heat rising through to the palms of his hands. He moaned softly, closed his eyes, and felt her slip away from his touch, felt her warm mouth drop from his stomach to the inside of his thigh, then slowly glide over to his hard and aching cock. His back arched, his head went dizzy with sensation and excitement, and all he could do was breathe and watch, as her hair fell over his belly and cascaded down his legs, draping him in silk. Purple light began to stream in through the windows, giving the room an almost surreal appearance; he was lost in this dream of a tongue, hot and moist, licking his shaft, and lips pulling him into ecstacy. His body began to shake quietly from within, muscles melting into flesh, he didn’t want this feeling to stop, and when he tried to speak, a low guttural moan came out instead, sending shivers down her spine. She pulled away from him in the twilight of the room, stood, and unbuttoned her sweater, revealing her naked breasts and belly, and then, stepped out of her jeans, showing off her long tanned legs. He couldn’t wait another moment, couldn’t fight the desire she had conjured up like a temptress, and he took hold of her wrist and pulled her down into his lap, kissing her passionately as he caressed between her legs. Her breathing was hard and rapid, her eyes luminous in the darkening room, and when she straddled him, it was all hecould do not to explode the second he felt her warm wet muscles pulling him deep inside her body. She rocked slowly, as if she was in a trance, her hair spilling onto his chest, her hands grasping his waist, and with his own hands he cupped her breasts, brought them to his mouth, and sucked her nipples like candy. The air filled with the sounds of their bodies and the scent of their lovemaking, and when she gasped and shuddered, he gripped her hips and pulled her down hard against his own, his cock throbbing inside her walls. She lowered her head, found his mouth, bit his lips tenderly, toyed with his tongue with her own, then, whispered huskily, "Now..." He held her tight, arched his back, and pumped into her furiously. The sound of him cumming - the low moans and hard breathing set her off, and when she felt the first juts of fire spreading through her, it sent chills down her back, made her belly tighten into a ball, and her nipples burn. She touched herself, felt his cock pulsating against her fingertips, felt her own clitoris swollen and aching with each movement of his body, and then, it happened, so suddenly she could only cry out his name before the waves of orgasm took control of her body, encapsulating them both in a sphere of spasms and delicious warmth. She curled up in his lap, her head resting against his shoulder,his arms holding her as close as possible, and in the darkness their bodies finally calmed to a gentle peace - "I love that sweater," he said, smiling...
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