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  Andi couldn’t believe it. “You fantasized about…about…”

  “About eating your hot little pussy, sweetheart. He smiled at her, his eyes still hooded with lust. “About having your soft thighs wrapped around my head while I tonguefucked you, about the way you’d moan and thrash under me while you came all over my face…Oh, yeah, I thought about all of that. And now I’m going to do it. So just relax and let me taste you. All right?”

  He wasn’t asking for permission, Andi realized. He was telling her how it was going to be. There was nothing she could do but relax and open for him, nothing she could do but spread her thighs and accept his mouth on her pussy, his tongue inside her. Well, at least I know he really wants to do this. The knowledge that he really did want to taste her, that he had actually fantasized about doing it for months helped her relax. This wasn’t a duty for Matt, it was a pleasure. With a sigh that was more than half moan, she allowed the muscles in her thighs to relax completely and let him in.

  Matt kissed the top of her mound, pressing his mouth to the slit of her sex. “Such a sweet little pussy,” he murmured almost to himself. “So soft and wet.” Gently he spread her puffy outer lips and pressed another kiss inside, on the swollen inner folds of her cunt.

  Andi bit her lip to stifle a moan. God, he was kissing her pussy the same way he would kiss her mouth! She couldn’t believe his patience, his persistence. Her hands crept downward, seemingly of their own volition and stroked his black, spiky hair.

  Matt looked up at her tentative touch and smiled. “That’s right, sweetheart. Just relax and let me eat you. Open up and let me put my tongue in your sweet little pussy.” His mouth moved lower. Sucking the sensitive bud of her clit between his lips he tortured it sweetly with his tongue.

  Andi couldn’t help herself. She bucked upward, pressing her pelvis shamelessly against his mouth and he responded by shoving both hands under her ass and holding her there as he lapped and sucked and tasted her cunt.

  “God! OhGodohGodohGod…” Andi realized she was moaning out loud but she couldn’t seem to stop herself, couldn’t seem to do anything but feel the pleasure that was mounting inside her again. The rough stubble of his cheeks scratched her tender inner thighs as he pressed harder against her and then she felt his mouth shift, felt him moving downward.

  His large hands readjusted her, giving him even greater access to her pussy and then Andi felt his tongue enter her, pressing deep into her tight cunt as though he was reaching for her soul. She gasped and fisted her hands in his hair, fighting not to scream. She had never felt anything as erotic as Matt opening her with his tongue, thrusting inside her there as he tasted her as deeply as he could. And he was obviously enjoying it, pulling her up hard to meet him and burying his face between her thighs. He didn’t even seem to mind the way she was yanking his hair.

  The feel of his mouth on her, of his tongue inside her finally brought Andi’s pleasure to a crest. She moaned as her second orgasm washed over her, moaned and pressed herself against his mouth to get more of his tongue inside her. God, it felt so good. She’d never imagined this act being anything but painfully embarrassing but somehow with Matt it was natural, pleasurable…incredible.

  By the time he stopped licking and sucking her swollen folds and looked up Andi felt as limp as a dishrag. She had never come easily and she couldn’t remember the last time a man had made her come once during sex, let alone twice. And we still haven’t even actually fucked yet, she thought. But from the smoldering look in Matt’s pale blue eyes, it wouldn’t take long.

  “God you taste good. I knew you would.” He slid up the length of her body and took her mouth in a long, searching kiss. Andi moaned into his mouth as she tasted herself on his lips and he took the opportunity to explore her thoroughly with his tongue.

  The entire length of his huge, muscular body was pressed against hers and she knew it should have made her feel smothered. Instead his weight was a welcome pressure against her bare skin and the feel of his leather clad cock rubbing against her sensitive naked cunt made her gasp. She couldn't remember the last time she’d felt so alive. Probably some time before I came to work for the Agency, she thought distractedly. But while his tongue and his fingers inside her had been amazing, she knew she wanted more.

  “Matt,” she whispered when he broke the kiss at last. “Matt, I want…I need you.”

  “Need you too, Andi.” His voice was rough with lust. “Need to be inside you, fucking you. I can’t wait any longer.”

  “I don’t want you to wait.” She leaned up and kissed him, surprised at her own boldness. “So how do you want me?”

  “On your hands and knees—to start with anyway.” He stroked her face gently. “You’re tight and I’m big. That way I can open you up and get you used to my cock inside you without hurting you. Okay?”

  “O—okay,” Andi whispered with numb lips. Now that they had come down to it she couldn’t believe she was actually going to do this. Actually going to spread her legs voluntarily and let him sink his thick cock to the hilt into her naked pussy. And yet, a part of her, a large part of her, wanted it so badly she could barely breathe.

  He shifted off of her and began stripping off the black leather pants, leaving Andi to scramble into position. She faced the arm of the couch and spread her legs, hyper aware of the cool leather against her bare breasts and nipples as she braced herself for his entry.

  “That’s good, sweetheart, real good.” Matt’s breath was hot against the back of her neck and she could feel the heat from his big body as he covered her. Something moist and hard bumped against the back of her thigh and she realized it was his cock, finally free of its leather sheath and ready to fuck her.

  “God,” she whispered, more to herself than him as he positioned himself at her entrance. She could feel the moist, blunt head of his cock rubbing against her open pussy, not to enter her, not yet, but to get wet enough so that he could slide into her. Had she thought she felt vulnerable before? Had she really? Well the feeling of being helpless and open was a hundred times worse now, a thousand times worse. And just how big is he, really? she wondered, wishing she had gotten a chance to see him, to touch him before she had assumed the position. Was this going to hurt? She felt her inner muscles clenching at the idea and bit her lower lip until blood came.

  “Hey, sweetheart, relax. Just relax.” One large warm hand was stroking the bare, trembling skin of her back soothingly as Matt whispered in her ear. “I know you’re scared,” he murmured softly. “But we’re gonna go slow, I promise.”

  “All…all right,” Andi forced herself to say and then he was pressing into her, entering her, and she couldn’t think to say anything else.

  Matt was as good as his word. The slow press of his thick shaft into her open pussy made Andi bite her lip again but this time with impatience. She could feel herself stretching to accommodate him but after the first shock when she’d felt the broad head of his cock press inside her, it didn’t hurt. She wanted to tell Matt to hurry up, to put it all inside her, but the words wouldn’t come. And anyway, she sensed from the way he was guiding himself into her that he wouldn’t comply with any request to hurry even if she was able to make it. He was like a gourmand with a fine meal and he wanted to make it last.

  “God, Andi, you’re so tight,” he murmured hoarsely as he pressed slowly inside her. “So tight and hot and wet. I can’t believe how good you feel wrapped around my cock.”

  Andi opened her mouth to answer and could only pant. God, he was huge. And there kept being more of him. As he entered her slowly, inch after thick inch, she began to wonder if it would ever end. But at last it did. She felt the broad head of his cock pressed hard against the end of her channel and at the same time, his lean hips met her buttocks.

  “There we go, sweetheart,” Matt murmured, caressing her hips and waist. “All the way in you now. Can you feel it?” He drew back about an inch and thrust forward, drawing a gasp from her throat.

  “I…I feel