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and within seconds he was delicately flicking at them with his tongue, torturing them with exquisite touches and tender kisses. I was so desperate now for him inside me that I contemplated ripping off my own panties just as he had in my dream, but thankfully he spared me the effort. Crouching before me, he slowly pulled them downwards. I moaned out as air hit my glistening, neatly trimmed pussy and I felt the unbelievable wetness of the fabric as it slid down my skin. Sopping wet with juices, they tangled around my ankles as I lifted my feet out of them, eventually kicking them away.
    He delicately flicked at my sex with his tongue, teasing my already soaking entrance. I stood with my legs wide apart, wobbling on my dangerously high heels, as his tongue rolled around my lips before darting expertly at my clit. I almost cried out a t the unbearable sensitivity and felt my stomach begin to tighten. He wasn't even inside me yet, but already he would make me come more intensely than any man had ever done. I placed my hands on his head and held him to me, almost as an act of masochism. My pussy was tingling so intensely I could hardly bear to be touched, yet I wanted to push through and feel his tongue against me as I came. I felt my legs buckle as every ounce of energy drained from them, my strength transferred to the core of my abdomen where I almost doubled up in ecstasy.
    As I gradually came back to earth and pushed myself upright again with legs that had no strength left, he rose to kiss me. The taste of my sweet nectar was delicious and, ready to please me further, he scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the bed in the dimly lit centre of the room. As he placed me down on soft cotton sheets, I looked up at the vision of beauty before me. His body looked like it had been carved from marble, swoops and curves accentuated in the dim light. His muscles were hard and toned, impossibly sexy. He was built like an athlete, not some pumped up bodybuilder, and every inch of definition was a sign of genuine strength and stamina. I wanted his delicious body on me and in me and I wasn't prepared to wait any longer. I kicked off my heels and spread my legs wide, lifting my arms above my head and resting them on the pillow beneath where my flame red hair cascaded.
    "Fuck me," I gasped, barely able to believe the words were coming out of my mouth. Yet I couldn't stop them. My desire had reached its absolute peak, like a river overflowing after attempting to contain the tide until that point. I was no longer saying the words – they were simply falling from my lips involuntarily. "Please fuck me."
    My exquisite torture was at an end. Without a further word, Rick slid the full length of his cock into me, my soaking pussy effortlessly parting and easing his entrance. Still, I gasped at the sheer size and length that penetrated me. I felt my inner walls stretch around his shaft, his long thrusts delivering inch after divine inch of pleasure into my body.
    He lowered himself down onto me, gently and considerately without applying his weight, his strong arms holding him up at each side and giving me a place to hold onto him. I gripped his rippling biceps as each stroke retreated almost fully back to my entrance and then drove deep inside my abdomen again.
    "You're so tight, Amy," he said as he looked into my eyes. "So wet and so amazingly tight. You're so fucking sexy."
    A rush of juices between my legs drowned his immense shaft as my moans began to increase in frequency and volume. I had never felt someone so deeply inside me before, so deep I could feel him in my stomach. This was more than just sex, more than just a naughty fuck with some red-haired journalist he'd taken a shine to. His strokes were long, hard and unbelievably satisfying. He was making love to me, and I to him.
    I felt his cock begin to twitch, knowing he would come soon. His pace quickened, his thrusts now entering me with increasing strength and speed. Muscles rippled