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As on board as he was, he still wasn’t going to be deprived of some long anticipated play.

He hooked his fingers into the beribboned waistband of her panties and drew them down her legs, savoring the moment as he uncovered every luscious inch of her.

She mewed.

Why?

Frustration? Anticipation? Maybe he was moving too slowly. But there was something about unwrapping this final present that required a little more…consideration.

Still, he didn’t want her to have cause for complaint while he eased up to the main event. So while he maneuvered the undergarment off her feet with one hand, he reached with the other to part her fine hair, and homed in on her clit.

She arched up into his fingers with a gasp.

Bullseye.

The panties were soon gone and his digits continued to tease the little button he’d found into a hard point before he gave it a rough tap.

“Yes,” Bobbie hissed, reaching out to surround his cock again with a trembling hand. She pumped while he pinched, but he was even more of a goner the minute his fingers slipped down a few inches and encountered slickness.

Warm, wet, slickness.

A few answering spurts of pre-come must have leaked from his cock, because the motion Bobbie was making up and down his flesh was suddenly lubricated.

“Stop messing around, Buck,” she glowered. “I need you inside me.”

Yeah.That had been his intent, but… There was almost a desperation in the way Bobbie was urging him on. He understood that they’d both waited a long time for this, but there was something else going on here. He’d get to the bottom of it, eventually, but at the moment, he needed to make things good for her.

If he plunged into her now, he’d probably last all of ten seconds, which wouldn’t get Bobbie to where she needed to go.

So…

It was time to bring out his dominant side; something Bobbie had never been able to resist, even if they’d never gotten the chance to use it for sex.

“You’ll get my cock when I’m ready to give it to you,” he snarled in his best monster-voice, diving right into his role.

Adjusting to his new strategy, he gave her clit a tiny slap.

Bobbie gasped excitedly. “You bringing out your tough guy?” she squeaked.

“I am,” Buck agreed. “He’s the only one who can make you behave,” he barked again. “Now spread your legs. Wide.”

She visibly swallowed, then inched her thighs apart. Herglisteningthighs. There was no doubt that Bobbie was heavily turned on, and Buck needed a taste of that excitement.

Dipping low, he grasped her legs and held them tightly as his head descended and he began to indulge.

First, a few nibbles of her clit, which made her thighs twitch. Then a flat tongue to her nether lips, scooping up her nectar from one end of her slit to the other.

Buck almost groaned. He’d always known she would be sweet with a hint of spice, just like the woman, herself, but this was beyond expectations.

He nipped and teased, then when her thrashing slowed a bit, he really got down to business. Latching onto her clit again with his mouth, he swiped two fingers down through her moisture then slowly threaded them up inside her.

Hot. Tight.

Damn. His dick was going to feel so good, once he got in. But he wanted to wring at least one orgasm out of her before he went there.

She was a tough sell, though, resisting, then reaching over to try and pry him up; her hands scrabbling under his armpits.

He growled into her flesh, and got goosebumps as his response.