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"What are you looking at Asia"

"How'd you know I was here? or even looking?"

"I felt your presence and your not blind so you would be looking at something particular. .or am I mistaken?  Please correct me if I'm wrong but why are you here"

"I came to apologise for today"

She close the door behind her so no one could hear there conversation.

"Dont move" was all she herd that made her body tense up

Lost in her thoughts he appeared in front of her but how? Was she in her thought so long to not see when he left the bed and appeared in front her face. He brace her down on the door and turn the nob.

As soon as his door was shut he started kissing her. Her tongue fluttered against his, and his hands were deep in the softness of her hair, and it was like time unspooled, carrying them right back to when they first had slept together He pulled her against him, thinking that he'd never get her close enough, that if he could fold her inside of him, like a mother tucking a baby into her coat, he'd do it. He'd keep her warm, he'd keep her safe, he'd keep her with him, always.

Taking her hand, Archard led her to his bed, which looked like he's been waiting for her for hours, thinking about her — he place her on the bed, the dresser, the posters on the wall. She nibbled at his chin, his ear, touching his face with her fingertips, sighing, whispering, "You feel so good." Once, she pushed him back, propped herself onto her elbows, and asked, "How long has it been

He felt her slip down the bed. She unfastened his pants, eased his briefs over his hips, and brushed the length of his cock with her palm before taking him in her mouth. He sighed, eyes shut, thinking about how unbelievably good it felt, when Archard gave a throaty moan, then rolled her mouth from base to tip and whispered, "fuck your amazing"

He felt that she had opened her mouth, open his person, and slid all the way down. He wondered if some other guy had asked for that — I want to be able to see her when she do it - to be able to see her when she do it — or even to glance at the beauty who had captured his heart. . Asia expression went from ardor to confusion as she felt him start to soften.

"Are you ok?" she asked.

"Shh," he said, pulling her up so they were face-to-face again. He slide his hands between her legs, positioning fingers and thumb the way she'd taught him. Except that wasn't right. She hadn't taught him. They'd figured it out together, how to make her come. He nuzzled against her, his lips and pop her out of her mini dress showing off her black lace bra and panty ..he wish he could see her beauty but feeling her body gave him all the image he needed before ripping them off her. Then he nibble on her neck,  kissing his way up to her earlobe, where she'd somewhat been ticklish. "Ooh yes," she moan . "Ooh fuck," she sighed, as he worked his fingers against the slick seam . . . and then she forgot to pose, forgot about trying to look good, and lost herself inside her own pleasure. Arcahrd felt her body tense as she clamped her thighs against his wrist and snapped her hips up, once, twice, three times before she froze, all the muscles in her thighs and belly and bottom tense and quivering, and he felt her contract against his fingers.

Before she could recover, he'd rolled her onto her back and slipped inside her. After the first thrust he had to hold still, knowing that if he kept moving, if he gave himself up to the exquisite tightness, the heat, he would explode. He wanted her to come at least once more, with him,  and he didn't wanted to finished before she'd had a chance to get started.

He kissed her, pleased that she was jealous over the fact that he had please her body just by the few nights they spent together and it taken her a few month to know the many girl she had slept with over the years, and, finally, he slipped inside her again. She gasped and shut her eyes, and then neither of them spoke. She had one hand on his shoulder, the other slowly stroking his back, from the nape of his neck to the base of his spine.

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