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He touches my tongue briefly with his before sucking my lips gently. I lose myself to his touch and his taste. He smells of butterscotch, which is the flavour in the wine we'd drank but I was expecting the minty taste of the weed we just smoked.

After a few minutes, he unzips my dress, peeling it off me slowly before tossing it onto the chair beside us. He looks me in the eyes as he deftly unfastens my bra, letting it drop to the floor.

He places both hands against my breasts, weighing them in his palms as he looks at me hungrily, as if we had not just eaten. He kisses me again, sliding his tongue over mine before sucking my lips as he leans away.

"Are you a virgin?" he asks.

"Ummm," I reply but get horribly distracted when he unties the ropes fastening his shorts to his waist, letting it drop to the floor. His body is gorgeous and completely hairless. His beautiful penis twitches when I look at it.

Damn.

Hal is a 44-year-old six foot two inches tall man, and so his manhood was huge.

"No, I'm... I'm not." My brain has stopped working and I immediately start closing the distance between our bodies. My garden was in bloom and this man right before me was no Duke of Hastings, as in Bridgerton, but tonight he was my rake. My duke.

Staring into his eyes, I nibble my lower lip as I slide my hands over the taut, smooth skin of his stomach, his chest, his back, and eventually, his ass. I stifle a moan as his penis throbs against my stomach.

He reaches up and undoes my bun, loosening my hair with his fingers as the light brown locks fall onto my shoulders and breasts. I hear him growl quietly. My heart beats nervously as he guides me back towards the bedroom.

This is happening. I thought to myself, still not believing it. I feel the mattress against the back of my knees as I sit. He leans down and kisses me passionately, taking my lower lip between his teeth before he pulls away.

He guides me to move into the bed gently. Leaning close with me under him, he pressed my knees up and opens them gently. He trails light kisses down the inside of one thigh slowly, and then does the same to the other. I moan with my head thrown back when he finally places his mouth against me.

He runs his tongue up the entire length of my opening once, then twice, before swirling his tongue against my clitoral area. He sucked me into his mouth, lightly pulling and then letting go. No one had ever done that to me before, and fuck, it feels good. He flicks his tongue against me, and I buck slightly. He inserts a finger, then another, and finds my g-spot quickly. He runs his fingers over it vigorously before placing his mouth on me once more. I feel myself release a rush of wetness as I arch back, my body trembling as I squirt.

"Do you want me to return the favor?" I ask him.

"Don't worry about me, Amalia; I'll have my fun soon enough." He stands to go to the desk and walks back over, tearing a foil packet open with his teeth. He rolls on the condom slowly as he sits on his bed between my legs.

"What is your favorite position?" he asks me as he strokes himself unabashedly. I stare at his cock, desperately wanting to feel him inside me. "All of them," I say.

He chuckles. "Atta girl! That's impressive."

He moves towards me on all fours, like a predator approaching its prey, and palms my left cheek, while he rubs himself against my opening a few times before he pushes himself in slowly. I moaned out loud as I stretched to accommodate him. I look back at him as I whimper while he goes deeper to the hilt. How all of that fits inside me, I have no idea, but he feels amazing.

He moves slowly at first, letting me get used to his presence. I close my eyes and wrap my hands around his neck, urging him to increase his thrusts.

"Does that feel okay?" he asks me as he slides in and out of me. I look back at him and nod breathlessly.

"Good."

He runs his hands over my waist, grabbing a breast to massage it for some minutes, increasing my pleasure. He leans forward and sucks my nipple into his mouth as he plunges into me deeply.

"Oh Hal."

The combination was too much as I tossed back my head, letting out several guttural sounds. He lifts my legs higher and leans over to lie on top of me, kissing me, as I begin to quiver. He pounds into me with a faster rhythm, as his tongue slides languidly over mine. My legs are on his arms, and he is deep inside me, rubbing himself vigorously over my most sensitive pleasurable areas. My pussy clenches, which forces a moan from him.

"Fuck, if you keep squeezing me like that, I'm going to lose it, baby."

Hearing him talk dirty only made me do it again. He groans and looks down at me as if he's scolding me, and starts to thrust faster and faster.

"Can you come like this?

"Yeah," I answer against his mouth, as we both pant.

"Just keep fucking me" I whine. "Just like that."

He had always been in my fantasies and right now I was under him. My fingers dug into the back of his neck and shoulder as I start to tense. I feel myself clench again and again and hearing his moans push me further until I explode. I arch my back as I come, moaning so loud I could nearly scream his name. He leaned up to his hands again, as he slams into me harder and faster. I heard him moan painfully, and after a few thrusts, he stills.

I look up to see the orgasm turn his handsome face into a gorgeously twisted thing of beauty. I quiver again, as if reliving my own orgasm. The condom was filled with pale white liquid.

He looked down at me and grinned devilishly, then kissed my forehead.




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The End.

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