A Good Little Girl Like You (A Sample)

by his expert tongue.

He continued the attack, licking and flicking, sucking

and nipping. He moved about, his tongue always knew

where to go. Rebecca began to feel an overwhelming

buildup. With no control left in her body, she stopped

breathing and held on tight.

Like a race car setting the land speed record, the orgasm

ripped through her and carried her miles away. She

screamed out, then collapsed into the sofa with husky

breath and unsteady sighs.

O.E. kept his face buried between her legs and licked

her gently, conjuring up a steady stream of post-orgasmic

tremors. After one particularly violent shudder, she pushed

his head away. He looked up with large, scorching eyes.

"Now you know why I wanted my mouth back."

Rebecca pulled him up and planted her lips on his,

tasting herself. She couldn't remember a release so

powerful, so intense, so satisfying. And something else was

pressing against her, something that promised even more.

Time to collect on that promise.

He got up on his hands and knees, suspended above

her, still bent down in the kiss. With their bodies separated,

she reached into his pants to finally claim her prize,

grabbing it like a life line. Huge and hot in her hand, she

wanted it now. He broke the kiss and stared at her, a half

smile on his lips. "Could I interest you in that item you're

holding?"

Yes, I'll take one of these, please. He really was big, and

she couldn't wait to wrap her body around him. She held on

for a few seconds before speaking. "I've got condoms."

"You really don't trust me, do you?" He pulled her hand

away and stood up to remove his pants. After unzipping

them, he shoved his hands into his pockets to push the

pants down. Once they cleared his knees and tenting briefs,

he removed his hands from his pockets and proudly held

them out to her. Each one held a condom. "Neat trick,

huh?"

Rebecca smiled. "Show me another."

O.E. instantly lost his briefs. He stood up straight and

naked, a hypnotic look in his dark gray eyes. She couldn't

help but stare at his beautifully sculpted muscles and

impressive display of excitement. His voice rumbled. "What

would you like?"

Why was this outrageously well-built man standing

before her, eager to make love? Had she won the lottery, or

traded places with someone else? Perhaps she wasn't really

here at all, just under an erotic hypnotic delusion that

would disappear when she heard fingers snap.

Rebecca stood up and gave him a quick hug, burning

his flesh against hers. She looked into his eyes. "Here's what